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M.O.B
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Matt Champion
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Hey, kids? (Yeah) How you feelin'? (Fine) You feel alright? (Yeah) I wanna be more like a child, they question everything Like, "Momma, where is your wedding ring?" The dust still settlin' Aight then, I'm settled in Pardon the, uh, technical difficulties I'm tryna go in, I hope you n***as know it Young boy, I ain't heroic They hurtin', free they soul b*t*h You poor fool, think you know it My boy got the heater loaded So I don't trip too often Reportin' live from Kaufman These my dawgs for life Until I see a coffin Them trees, they got me coughin' I'm ridin' around, I'm cautious We yellin', "f**k the law, b*t*h" We finna get it started We youngin' and we wildin' That bread keep multiplyin' That pain just keep on comin' Bring that Holy Water, we f**kin' underwater We jackin' off each other on the beach, then c*m in the water That's that Holy Water That's that Florida sh*t, that 305, that guala, guala Might not see tomorrow Wash the evil from your heart, that's a verse I borrowed I see y'all boys tomorrow
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