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the sandwich dealer - ante the chronic lyrics

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(verse)
your girl is nice
n-gga what’s her name?
she has no vice-
her body is a flame
i give advice-
and you n-ggas lame
i entice all your fans-
now,you’re out the frame
they cut you out
without a doubt-
you’re a tragic man
i’m starting wars-
i’m a trouble man
ey ey-
can you really handle this?
ey ey-
you’re b-tch
please get off my d-ck
yeah,can they really stop me(x2)
i’m chilled back-
dressed in all black
all you n-ggas hate-
we see that you’re fake
n-gga have a kit-kat-
and give the game a break

[hook]
i’m a sandwich dealer-
digest my dope meat
she a yellow bone-
and ain’t nothing realer,ow
she awesome-
custard baby

(verse 2)
i lost my mind-
just to find myself
these rappers weak-
they’re bad for your health
i’m turning up-
forget that sh-t on stealth
i offer sh-t-
this is musical wealth
i’ve been diverse-
i run the universe
my visions clear-
my sound is weird
i make my own beats
n-ggas ain’t vicious-
i destroy whoever competes
she’s my favorite fan-
& my music is what she eats
like ey ey-
can you really stop me
like ey ey
she’s like n-gga probably
ey ey-
that’s my type of girl
and she makes my stomach swirl
i am nino 3l-
and your b-tch will
make me hurl

[hook]

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