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graduation - eddy b & tim gunter lyrics

[intro]
baa, ba, ba, ba baa, ba, ba, ba, baa ba, ba, ba.. ba, ba, ba
baa, ba, ba, ba baa, ba, ba, ba, baa ba, ba, ba.. ba, ba, ba
baa, ba, ba, ba baa, ba, ba, ba, baa ba, ba, ba.. ba, ba, ba

[verse 1: eddy b]
now they on my side like dimples
wavin’ at me like ripples of water, way i was brought up was always to keep it simple
but too much simple could alter the level of my credentials
so i stay between our love, oh man, f*ck ’em like phallic symbols
no alter ego, he blows, below, zero, he’s the hometown hero
cleo predict this scene oh
the hood show me love ’cause our rep was really me, so
although i’m not a gangsta’, they still callin’ me a ‘g’, ho
why she said he got racks, on racks, on racks
me and tim be steady workin’, we got tracks, on tracks, on tracks
so on the count of three, i’ma be the main attraction*uh
talkin bout that [?] league, sighin’ like a maxima
sh*ttin’ on these rappers like a laxative
what’s that word, relaxin’? huh?
i’m more into action bruh
haste like, uh, leukemia, they doubt that you gon’ grow
but the fact like dry cement, it be hard to let this go, let this go (uh)

[chorus: eddy b & that kid c*g]
now we steady smilin’ ’cause we feel like we own
it’s really nice to see ya, baby
and it feel even better ’cause we did it alone
it feel like graduation, baby
if you feel the same, you gon’ just sing along
but i’m just tryna see yo’ hands up (hands up, uh)
hands up (hands up, it’s that kid)
hands up (c*g, hands up)
hands up (hands up)
[verse 2: that kid c*g]
education is proper for lawyers, teachers and doctors
and i ain’t one of them so why the f*ck would i get my doctor’s
on my master’s i rap
look i mastered this rap
this a massive attack
get your casket, i’m back
think its time to take upon a church, like a baptist
what’s up with this rap sh*t?
suck my d*ck, it’s magic
i just think it’s that kid, c*cky with the rhymes
stacked, he on a grind, lil papi gon’ shine
f*ck all of them haters tryna knock me online
outta’ line and out ya mind
come box me with a rhyme, i’m
really gettin’ tired of the bullsh*t
shawty got the blunt
givin’ shotties that’s a forklift
take it how you want
but you gon’ take it like a bullet
on fire like that weed, when i take it and i pull it, (yeah)
i’m bout to run all of this rap sh*t
graduated now, n*gga flippin’ up his cap, b*tch

[chorus: eddy b]
now we steady smilin’ ’cause we feel like we own (ayy, ayy)
it’s really nice to see ya, baby (ayy)
and it feel even better ’cause we did it alone (ayy, ayy)
it feel like graduation, baby (ayy)
if you feel the same, you gon’ just sing along (ayy, ayy)
but i’m just tryna see yo’ hands up (hands up)
hands up (hands up)
hands up (hands up)
hands up (hands up, yeah, yeah)
now we steady smilin’ ’cause we feel like we own (ayy, ayy)
it’s really nice to see ya, baby (ayy)
and it feel even better ’cause we did it alone (ayy, ayy)
it feel like graduation, baby (ayy)
if you feel the same, you gon’ just sing along (ayy, ayy)
but i’m just tryna see yo’ hands up (hands up)
hands up (hands up)
hands up (hands up)
hands up (hands up, yeah, yeah, yeah, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)

- eddy b tim gunter lyrics

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