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Madda | Some idiot boy there | You should go ahead and pop some corn and grab a stool
Madda Some idiot boy there You should go ahead and pop some corn and grab a stool The boy's about to break some news All the numbers are final, no T-shirts, no vinyl Y'all 'bout to make me richie like Lionel, for real And that's the truth 16 hours ahead in Melbourne, I don't even know what's goin' on back home, straight Ay Girls from Atlanta call me Santa Girls from Australia, what can I tell ya? You know I love you so much I just gotta handle somethin' bigger than us Triple S was really to show you my love And make sure you're good 'til the next time we meet up But now I gotta send it up Yеah They was like, "Go blow the dust off your plaquеs Go blow the dust off your plaques" What was the year that they say you had slaps? 'Cause I don't remember it goin' like that I don't remember one word in your raps I don't know nothin' 'bout you on them tracks, let's go Yeah I am, I am, I am An FTX penthouse high-riser, yeah (oh, my God) Samuel Bankman, free all my guys up, yeah I'm in a sold-out show with your girl on a riser I'm with the mob at Graycliff, 20 cigars and, they fuckin' my eyes up I am not better or wiser, Future the Prince is my trusted advisor If it's up to me, I get everyone hit, I get everyone lined up If it's up to me, I been clockin' you pussy, man, everyone time's up If it's up to me, if it's up to me, ay If it's up to me, then you all on a list, man, everyone signed up If it's up to me, it's already made, I ain't makin' my mind up If it wasn't for me reachin' my hand, you never'd climbed up Go blow the dust off your plaques, what? Go blow the dust off your plaques, what? Go blow the dust off your plaques What was the year that they say you had slaps? 'Cause I don't remember it goin' like that I don't remember nothin' 'bout them raps I don't remember nothin' bein' facts, let's go Ay I am, I am, I am A BTC, crypto big timer A corporate America hit survivor Got a real big heart, I'm a fucked up guy, though Those ain't my haters, those are my secret admirers New Year's Eve, police escort 'cause I can't miss the fireworks I heard your brother got flipped and it sloppy, so that wasn't our work Definitely gon' know if it's us if we got 'em Just wait 'til it's our turn, ay Go blow the dust off your plaques Go blow the dust off your plaques What was the year that they say you had slaps? 'Cause I don't remember it goin' like that I don't remember one word in your raps I don't remember nothin' 'bout you on those tracks Let's go, yeah I am, I am, I am
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