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produce aisle - kanye southeast lyrics

[intro * jerzy miek, charles martinet]

(i stole this beat from pharrell!!)
(let’s*a*go!!)

[verse * kanye southeast, jerzy miek]

the boy got beats like a produce aisle
if i stacked my money it would go for miles
brand new song got a brand new b*tch
but i can’t f*ck her, couldn’t find that cl*t
ye got feet on his onlyfans
just jerked this dude off with zero hands
got a stick up your ass so you b*tching at me
but i sold you lean, and i sold you tree
gang pull up like a parking lot
smoking like a rasta, bomboclat
m*16, 48 full clips
tryna call me “blud”, but i hang with the crips
tryna flirt with me, but that ass is flat
just dropped 6 tabs turned into a muskrat (what the f*ck?!?)
just stole yo b*tch, kleptomaniac
and i think this b*tch a nymphomaniac
tied me up to the bed and she gave me head
cause i’m just like you but i makе more bread
and i pimp thesе b*tches so they call me fifty
got kicked out a gang, i was too thrifty
unfunny like the office never invited to functions
call me lil b*llsack cause its weiners that i’m munching
like hot dogs, cause i think i’m straight
and this gun i’ll draw, like a d*mn stalemate
i’m a wizard in bed, call me harry potter
old guy tried to shoot me so i impregnate his daughter
tied to gangs, you just tied a noose
never lose in rap battles, never called a truce
punched that b*tch, like kool*aid
discover new sh*t, b*tch, crusade
never touch heroin cause i dont wanna die
and i’m always stoned, yo so call me sly
ye southeast got drip like a shower
i’m at the applebee’s for the happy hour
y’all f*ckers corny, like ohio
gave this girl drugs she a high hoe
cut your d*ck off, b*tch abbreviated
always leave the party inebriated
tryna f*ck with me and i don’t know why
like my western counterpart, always touch the sky
get your d*ck hard, like a god d*mn rock
and i’m tryna f*ck this b*tch with my nine inch c*ck
and i just flipped her over doing 69
and i’m walking after midnight like patsy cline
that’s the end of the song, but i got more bars
now i’m gonna chill with b*llsack gonna steal some cars

- kanye southeast lyrics

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