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Poll RD1: Goat Song of 18: Brossface Brippler vs Time Machine
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- 2018 goat song of 18
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Busta killed his verse
"I cut coke like I'm chopping beats, they call me Mr. Walt, bae
Master, the chef, I'm cooking coke, they call me Salt Bae
Bitches'll bag my crack while I fuck 'em in a short stay
Niggas'll brag 'bout flipping coke while I somersault the yay
"Your coke good, but you'se a worker"
Is what you're supposed to say
At a hookah lounge with a waitress serving coke
Now sniff it off the tray
While I celebrate a birth this evening
Pop the bottle cork and spray
Pipe your bitch 'til she sleeping
So my bread, you'll be forced to pay
Cocked, now I'm letting off the K, developer
Molding and shaping the predator
Better off the prey despite how kneeling they often pray
It's like I'm still bagging crack with Fredrico
Blade accidentally split your finger
Blood mixed up all in the perico, bendito
Sorry for all of you niggas that became victims while we count your bread over mojitos
Fabulous imported fabrics even when I'm in my street clothes
This motherfucker distribute butter
Like I'm spreading it on wheat toast
So much bread the money bag swell up, we getting it in each loaf
Because he don't want you to know that you can walk on the water
Well, I'ma tell you right now "
"I cut coke like I'm chopping beats, they call me Mr. Walt, bae
Master, the chef, I'm cooking coke, they call me Salt Bae
Bitches'll bag my crack while I fuck 'em in a short stay
Niggas'll brag 'bout flipping coke while I somersault the yay
"Your coke good, but you'se a worker"
Is what you're supposed to say
At a hookah lounge with a waitress serving coke
Now sniff it off the tray
While I celebrate a birth this evening
Pop the bottle cork and spray
Pipe your bitch 'til she sleeping
So my bread, you'll be forced to pay
Cocked, now I'm letting off the K, developer
Molding and shaping the predator
Better off the prey despite how kneeling they often pray
It's like I'm still bagging crack with Fredrico
Blade accidentally split your finger
Blood mixed up all in the perico, bendito
Sorry for all of you niggas that became victims while we count your bread over mojitos
Fabulous imported fabrics even when I'm in my street clothes
This motherfucker distribute butter
Like I'm spreading it on wheat toast
So much bread the money bag swell up, we getting it in each loaf
Because he don't want you to know that you can walk on the water
Well, I'ma tell you right now "
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