Really Want - Spud
What you really want
Is that a real true planet
Who smocks the hate
Who cut the blame at chicken everytime I'm dead
And when you say it's cockin' for lay
What ya' really want is what
And you can't pay this
I'll pay the full fund
Whenever we do
We make the haters say what
You might cash me
You J rowling on the
Yow I stay flaws in lock glass
Got ice on whiz
'Cause when I hit the studio
All the dropping disease
Make the squat
She got no weapon
Singing the clip
Get your knife
Will stun wake up quick in the sick
Let me cut more gross d*mn
Busy your text pushing off the trash like
N**gas push white
Crample boys here but to set things straight
But wait
What you really want
Is that a real true planet
That smocks the hate
Who cut the blame at chicken everytime I'm dead
And when you say it's cockin' for lay
What ya' really want is what
And you can't pay this
I'll pay the full fund
Whenever we do
We make the haters say what
You might cash me you J Rowlin on the
What you really want don't
Say you ever want G
Put the haunted on use
Off the lock of street
'Til we three times tilt
Or we copy the flee
Better recognize that before you start this fleet
I got this after his
What you talking about
Look your path
No doubt
Go straight in your mouth
In this small town place you better change your rap
I got this gang on lock
Pick it out
What's you really want is that
A real true player
Who smocks the hate
Who cut the blame at chicken everytime I'm dead
And when you say it's cockin' for lay
What ya' really want is what
And you can't pay this
I'll pay the full fund
Whenever we do
We make the haters say what
You might cash me
You J Rowlin on the
Now when I step it to a spot
The next come by
Make the ladies scream loud
But they let us lead by
Is that jay turn yeah
Right no turn yeah
Drop the cocker before his wing
And make way your boss yeah
Shawty me hit the ball
With the tricking got pawn
I'm 'bout to leave girls
So let go of my arms
If you wanna make it hot girls sorry you're wrong
Got you clocking like a chicken
Take it back to the farm
So you're green like mom
You want the things that bling
Got me wasted dominated and d*mn diamond ring
Telling me that you love me
So what that means
You gotta play a no op
What you tryna bring
Everyone across this
You know we dick in ice
If you want a rich food
You gotta treat me right
And if you want a new car
You gotta sell my spice
So keep this mad out of mine
What you really want
Is that a real true planet
Who smocks the hate
Who cut the blame at chicken everytime I'm dead
And when you say it's cockin'
And now you know it for lay
What ya' really want is what
And you can't pay this
I'll pay the full fund
Whenever we do
We make the haters say what
You might cash me you J Rowlin on the
What you really want
Is that a real true planet
Who smocks the hate
Who cut the blame at chicken everytime I'm dead
And when you say it's cockin'
And now you know it for lay
What ya' really want is what
And you can't pay this
I'll pay the full fund
Whenever we do
We make the haters say what
You might cash me you J Rowlin on the
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