Put On

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[Part 1] [Verse] 'Cause I will be a freak until the day, until the dawn And I could pump, pumping that thing Might be in love with that thing It make me feel some type of way, I might be drunk off that thing I'm going dumb in that thing I'm no rookie down south, with a mouth full of girl scout cookies I'm a fucking Rexx, yea Triple X, hit it from the front, back, side, triple threat Goddamnit if ya (If you look this good) I wonder how it taste On some Rexx Life shit, just put it, right on my face I'm nasty, don't ask me, I love clapping ass cheeks I'll make that shit clap girl, make that shit clap Imma do it for the hood, do it for the hood I wish you would come in here looking good Goddamnit if ya [Refrain] If you look this good, I want to have a taste Baby if I touch your body, you can scream my name Would you look this good, I want to have a taste Baby if I touch your body, you can scream my name [Part 2] [Bridge] Who gon', who gon' put on Who gon', who gon' put on I will, I will my nigga I will, I will my nigga Who gon', who gon' put on Who gon', who gon' put on I will, I will my nigga I will, I will my nigga [Verse] Look, the thing is bruh, I been rawer than everybody In '08 on the track I was catching bodies When it used to be cool to drive Lexus coupes I would admire my Regal like a Maserati I was shotgun with Cole, all in the rich He was hitting D-Boy all in the bricks Jamar was still thuggin on 85th Goon Squad made hits, nigga play The Fence I was on some FYI shit, that super fly shit Now I forever bang for that Devin gang, uh All to say, I been sonnin' these niggas So oh no, I am not one of these niggas Don't confuse me with niggas losing and not improving I got it and they are not it, like a shoe string, yea (Shout out Dakota, he told me, "Get off these niggas") Look, verbally assault niggas, I done let 'em live Imma off niggas, I'm an alien, I wanna [?] niggas Tell 'em take the mask off, bitch I'm hot as summertime asphalt Lennie, why these niggas off bath salts? But I'm like 'boutta rap my motherfucking ass off Cut a bitch off like hacksaw, Jim Duggan My niggas been thuggin, yea they play the corner like the number eight black ball I just want riches and riches and riches Followed by bitches and bitches and bitches All that shit you say you got is fictitious I'm off of this Addie I'm feeling limitless I'm one with the universe now, the stars are aligned I would tell you trust me but I trust myself I'm playing this game with these cards I was dealt I'm out of the box take your mind out the shell, uh That's word to my momma I'm just a Berkeley nigga blowing on ganja I'm too positive to do drama I'm that starving kid and you Ghanda, hungry Niggas feel some type of way then I must be Going crazy for niggas that say fuck me You the same bruh in high school, all musty Ol' stanky ass boy, fatass All I wanna do is eat a Twinkie ass boy, jaggin off the pinky ass boy Oh you don't get no pussy ass boy, Dikembe lookin ass boy Lemme stop playin' I'm so anti-complacent, I'm one with the money adjacent You should pay homage you know I'm a legend in making Rexx Daddy
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