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happy - xayvo lyrics

[verse]
i woke up 7 in the morning so i’m kinda happy
yo b*tch got some nasty looking feet and her toes nappy
taking 40mg accutane got my lips chappy
i pop em by the two’s so really 80 to be exactly
only reason why i hit yo b*tch it was consensual
my bars not only the best, they the pinnacle
my girl can’t cook, can’t even make me a cereal
my flint raps are meant to be funny not to be lyrical
her mouth keep talking bout my music, put some skeet on it
foreigner made the sound, he put the beat on it
i arrest the clock, to show you how you supposed to seize the moment
ay, real quick take the bass out so i can rap on it
see i gotta make sure that you n*ggas listen
i’ma be me til the day i die, ain’t no new edition
i’m the one rappin’ and i’m the boss, i got two positions
i’m 100 like ben franklin, now that’s a true commitment
feelin’ like k*dot, gotta teach em about loyalty
my track record clean, i ain’t have to pay no lawyer fees
distro kid got pay stubs, they collect my royalties
broke people tend to make me nervous, i can sense they jealousy
got a photo album with my money, we take the best pictures
getting rich or die trying what i wrote on my scriptures
zebra cakes or hot cheeto fries, i got different mixtures
my uncle got three kids, and they all sisters
this sh*t all in the family like we got the same bloodline
immigrants from the island, so i gotta show my zoe side
remember mama used to beat me cause i never said bonswa
and this pikliz kinda spicy in america, it’s coleslaw
graduated fighting n*ggas, now i hit b*tches
cause n*ggas wanna be hoes, so now i hit b*tches
you need to fire your surgeon, your b*tt still missing
yo n*gga breath stank, gave him a mint, and told him keep a distance
reason why i walk past and don’t speak to y’all
my b*tch beat my ass for cheating so i can’t meet with y’all
my mom still ain’t got a house so i got reason to ball
my girl think she perfect, sat her down and told her 50 flaws
this girl got a sister not for me but for kid flare
i’m not the type to tell the truth so gimme all double dares
i’m finna take a trip to france, now n*ggas in paris
rappers wanna rap like me, so now all i hear is parrots

- xayvo lyrics

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