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Bath Salts OG
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JAY-Z
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Escobar Season returns Let it burn This that street sh*t n***a, f**k that weak sh*t This that street sh*t n***a, f**k that weak sh*t This that street sh*t n***a, f**k that weak sh*t This the bath-salts song, motherf**kers act like Zombies when it come on It's that cut-throat, cut-throat, kill sh*t Coke, weed, dealer sh*t, this that real sh*t Haute is the livin', Coca Cola's the sponsor I run up with your boo, uh, Hov is a monster Yeah, huh, they like me like that Every girl I see wanna be wifey like that I'm the King of Zamunda, uh, King of the Summer Come be my Kardashian, queen of the come up, uh To be loved, Shakespearean Experience to be us Jumpin' off boats, hoppin' off another cliff Every six months, I think I need a new bucket list Yeah, I think I might need a harem I'm way too much, y'all should share 'em I'm feeling like a baron, all I need is a castle Be my Halle Berry, all you need is a catsuit All I need is Heaven, I don't want the hassle God bless the child that can hold his own, achoo My instincts guide me through this Kurtis Blow culture Good angel, bad angel sittin' on both shoulders One be trying to gas me, manipulate me, tempt me Make me have no soul, so I like to take a tally All the favor of the days when the paper wasn't major Me and my n***a Mr. Tunnel Razor in the mouth for when thinking sh*t was south (Slumped) Better tuck your chain in, that's a warning, warning (Woo) When the woodies come out, you know the goons is swarming This that street sh*t n***a, f**k that weak sh*t This that street sh*t n***a, f**k that weak sh*t This that street sh*t n***a, f**k that weak sh*t This the bath-salts song, motherf**kers act like Zombies when it come on It's that cut-throat, cut-throat, kill sh*t Coke, weed, dealer sh*t, this that real sh*t Guaranteed to offer like something you can't get enough of Nah, life is b*t*h but you can't snuff her Something to think about the sh*t is only gettin' rougher So I rather just die than to live to suffer This that street sh*t n***a, f**k that weak sh*t This that street sh*t n***a, f**k that weak sh*t This that street sh*t n***a, f**k that weak sh*t This the bath-salts song, motherf**kers act like Zombies when it come on It's that cut-throat, cut-throat, kill sh*t Coke, weed, dealer sh*t, this that real sh*t sh*t pop off, we don't blow it up 'til we blow it up Cats better slow it up, y'all n***as know what's up My n***as throw it up, we all know that Got n***as missing in action, where are they at? See you n***as never really been duffed out But you've got enough mouth to get snuffed out Duke, the rough route We don't play around here, n***a, we grown Start applying the pressure, give a dog a bone I'm taking half, it's just that simple Or I can start poppin' n***as like pimples I'ma let you call it, you ballin' 'Til you get hit with them hot things, now you staggerin' and fallin' I'm holding up the wall, you got more than enough holes in you to fall You're just wasting a n***a's time, come on, man I got sh*t to do like hit your crew Might hit your crib, what that b*t*h gon' do? Not a damn thing, but go with the program Beast on that b*t*h like Conan—bo-nan I'ma go where no man has ever gone, n***a When it's on, it's on, I'll let you know in a f**kin' song I got nothing to hide, but you got a reason to run Come through like (*gunshots*) 'til the squeezin' is done And that's just squeezing one, imagine if we all let go And turn your whole block into death row (Woo!)
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