Yo | Boogie-woogie-wee to the beat of the clock's tick-tock | They just wanna uh like Rick Ross
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Yo | Boogie-woogie-wee to the beat of the clock's tick-tock | They just wanna uh like Rick Ross
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Yo Boogie-woogie-wee to the beat of the clock's tick-tock They just wanna uh like Rick Ross Bourgeois flip-flops, give a fuck, my pants like Kris Kross The high-saditty bitches dance along to our pish-posh, bitch, watch You already know, huh Brr, haha, yo Bitch, watch, I haven't even yet to hit tip-top (Yeah) Do that little dance for TikTok They been mopped and wish-washed NPC, white noise, blip-blop, bitch, stop Trippin' over the time of that wristwatch Ever since that night, I feel alive through close calls I seen your dogs, heard 'em bark, but they done lost all they snarl (Ayy) Be weary of the boys that pride themselves on the fall I'll die a legend or, nigga, I simply won't die at all, stupid Touchin' my face, shit, man, I guess I survived Turned to my niggas and I yell, "It seems the curse been defied" (What?) My skin can make the living dead or dead come alive Might put an OG on this beat, watch his career get revived, wow He's, uh, still not touching me, though Uh (Dummy) Boogie-woogie-wee to the beat of the clock's tick-tock They just wanna uh like Rick Ross Bourgeois flip-flops, give a fuck, my pants like Kris Kross Them high-saditty bitches dance along to our pish-posh, bitch, watch I haven't even yet to hit tip-top You do that little dance for TikTok You're mopped and wish-washed NPC, white noise, blip-blop, bitch, stop Trippin' over the time of that wristwatch You hit it once, get gone like mirage My legacy forever, yet they tryna sabotage Still a pious man, I won't never be a god (I won't never be a what?) But I got godly habits, that's some shit I can't dodge (That's some shit I can't dodge) Yeah, who say that you can't take it with you? I resurrect the foe and 'em and teach 'em how to spend it You say you not lucky, boy, you blessed, that's word My livelihood like melanin, eternal when I flourish, yeah Boogie-woogie-wee to the beat of the clock's tick-tock They just wanna uh like Rick Ross Bourgeois flip-flops, give a fuck my pants like Kris Kross Them high-saditty bitches dance along to our pish-posh, bitch, watch I haven't even yet to hit tip-top You do that little dance for TikTok You're mopped and wish-washed NPC, white noise, blip-blop, bitch, stop Trippin' over the time of that wristwatch (Stupid)
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