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Aha Gazelle( William Gazelle Fields Jr. )
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All White Party
It's Aha man
Last summer I learned how to drive 2 cars At the same time throwing gang signs out the window And this was all from the back seat
Relaxing my bad I'm just really good at multitasking I put both cars in park like jurassic While eating on a two piece from southern classic Ask me how I feel I'm gonna say fantastic I'm In God's will like my little cousin Ashley
It's a celebration gold chains swinging Switch it up to all white you can't call me racist I did it with my eyes close like I'm meditating Ok I'm just playing really I was praying Cooking like a cater it's up like Himalayas A breath of fresh air maneuver like respiration And if I fall down I throw a party in the basement I just do it like a demonstration
Last summer I learned how to drive 2 cars At the same time throwing gang signs out the window And this was all from the back seat
Eating lunch 808 beating like a body in the trunk God got my back so I ain't even got a front I'm in the back seat all you need was in the front You know I have to raise the bar like a nestle crunch I'm not a blood but it's early so I guess its brunch Had to be careful while I'm driving not to hit a bump Cause I got all this white on and I'm drinking punch I used to have a white boss named Mr. Randy Now I wear all white just to feel immaculate Black boy in all white looking like he ashy I keep a pair of nike air like I'm asthmatic
It's a celebration gold chain swinging I switch it up to all white you can't call me racist I did it with my eyes close like I'm meditating Ok I'm just playing really I was praying Cooking like a cater it's up like Himalayas A breath of fresh air maneuver like respiration And if I fall down I throw a party in the basement I just X7 Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com
Last summer I learned how to drive 2 cars At the same time throwing gang signs out the window And this was all from the back seat
Feeling like a has been Cause when nobody have me I'm gonna try this car by myself I'm gonna go real far by myself Even if I run out of gas I'm gonna be a star by myself But you'll never be bigger than the Son Earth spins but it's more than life selling CD's roms Pull up meetings out the window throwing up where I'm from Ask me what I think I'm doing I'm gonna answer like I'm dumb If you don't mind your bees wax You prolly gonna get stung Just because I got a Bible don't mean I ain't got a gun Ain't nobody asked to give my hand until I got it done Now they running trying to be up on my side just like a thumb Man the way they run behind you would think I'm Forrest Gump And you tell me be myself but that ain't what you really want Man I just want to feel love like Barnie Not surprised it wasn't real that's what I expect from a barbie I'm in the shower trying to wipe off this sauce all on me Look at me am I cleaning up for your all white party I got a hot verse that I rehearse Sitting on the stove it go along with some hot beats With some stolen Dr. Dre headphones I'll rep to you for a piece of paper Don't rap me up in your litigation I deserve my invitation I'm free like emancipation
Last summer I learned how to drive 2 cars At the same time throwing gang signs out the window And this was all from the roof of the car I'm marching living bulletproof so I can shoot for the stars But you'll never be bigger than the Son Too hot, too hot But you'll never be bigger than the Son Yea yea Jesus
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