Blessed

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Hot Sugar & Big Baby Gandhi - Rap

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Big Baby, bow before greatness Your boy bolts [??] Being blessed by geishas Bring it back to basics, basically I blaze shit Boochie brown bitches burning in my basement Booties bounces, bobbling, ballsacks Best believe I be by shoulders like a backpack Breathin' in her butt, bein' blessed like I just sneezed Bring it to her belly, her back is where I bust seed Lemme backtrack please, government or whoever Don't want you, know nothing But keep your heart, keep it close like your cousin Or your children Occupy Zuccotti Park, don't forget that Gandhi's smart 'times I say stupid shit, but I'm not a narc Lotta heart, got love for my people Refills of e pills, you know how the weed feels I wanna see mills, females on my neck like sprewell please chill (please chill.) Illuminati on my mind, soul and my credit card charged so hard, the black bar fell off Just like your favorite rapper, they all so soft Bottle zoloft and a half gram of oxy Mean muggin' so hard, say "damn, man could rob me." Van Damme your posse, damn man that's Gandhi

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