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Uh
Hello
New mixtape bitch called Da Drought 3
Hahaha
Yeah
Thi-thi-this-this was this was was supposed to be the intro but um
Hahaha ah
I guess I'ma gon'
Um
Do what y'all came here for
Yah
Yee-ah
Rasta dem king of the jungle
Dreadlocks swing down mi back like Rapunzel
My bredren sling dem pack in a bundle
We-a take ya ting sell it back to your uncle
And we-a make it rain 'til our dances to come true
We-a make it rain 'til ya better bring a swim suit
Alone when I came but I'm leaving with dem two
Gyals give me brain give me brain like temple
And him got game game sharp like a pencil
And if you want fromage we can crash like a cymbal
Look upon me window ah mi new sports coupe
Twelve horses in the hood sitting on horseshoes
Come from the land dat Jesus walk through
Sacrifice me life man I bleed for mi own crew
Dem no wanna rum-rum with me dem no want to
Murder dem and di family dem belong to
Gangsta dem know I run the street like the car do
You gon' haffi leave me or dearly depart you
Hip-hop is mine now mine what ya gyan do?
I can jump on any nigga song and make a part two
Playtime for me 'cause see to me they are cartoons
How come every joint be on point like a harpoon?
How come every bar stand strong like a barstool?
How come every line is so raw you gon' snort two?
Murder dem man I murder dem
Fuck a competition man I murder dem
Man I murder dem man I murder dem
Fuck a competition man I murder dem ha
Yeah
And that is why I'm hot
Hahaha
It's Da Drought 3 welcome have fun
