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phuck that fancy clown - illecism lyrics

[intro]
okay, okay, alright
so that’s the n-gga you’re picking? ok
i see you b-tch
it’s illy ma, nevertheless it’s illy
ya dig!

[verse]
oh, you’re scr-w-ng him?
lightskin homie from up the street with the benz
who be stunting like his daddy sells crack
i could hate, but i should’ve saw that
cause all dudes know dollars bring broads to your b-llsack
i’d have none if a n-gga ain’t do this thing i called rap
i know you’re on that negro, cause where i throw a single
richie rich could throw a whole stack

it’s cool
his game was off track, seen his number in your phone
calling at 12:44, you ain’t know i caught that, huh
quit telling them tales, what the h-ll is that smell
cause it d-mn sure ain’t kenneth cole black
i’d always ask mama and wonder but won’t figure
why you little girls always f-cking on grown n-ggas
she said ‘because you’re minors’ i get it kinda
it makes sense cause miners is all gold diggers
so you’re a 49er, rush i won’t get you
hot as my lighter but don’t juke, i won’t hit you
i got other plans, go ahead to your other man
throw away them rubbers f-ck it i’ll be throwing rubber bands
give up this million for a couple grand

- illecism lyrics

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