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lirik lagu sonnyjim - rinse fm freestyle

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verse 1:
if the shoe fits you, then do the jiu jitsu
you ain’t sh~t, i’m a pit, you a shih tzu
swing the ginsu, yoshimitsu, pop the mitsu
i’ll apply the pressure if you got an issue
what’s popping witchu?
my sh~t popping but im out here
rocking like the rents due
blood i’ll red dot you like a hindu, nah
we don’t order off the menu
talking cross the border rock the venue
i know the fundamentals, i picked it up like a rental
raven with the plug up its sundissential
mashed in my deck chair
yak on my vest
ash in my chest hair
i ain’t tryna promo nuttin
im dipping out the back like the popo coming
my phone still flashing, bro still cussin
you know the drill cousin
i got no chill b~tton
i wear foxes
i rock the fear of god with the rare ostrich
i got pull like a pair of oxes
new crepes in nike air boxes
the fly fibre~optic, run the diagnostic
mans a prophet
ad~hoccer had the oz in my back pocket
sh~t i just sat on it
im it the sh~ts lit like a nasa rocket
big man backing off it
shut up you bl~~dy sausage
i’m the man with the juice
ten grand in this canada goose
whodya think you chatting to
made a chalice outta bamboo
blow the ganja
sip the grande crew
nerf the pap in the ragu
lift the glass and salud
split the sixty three grams into two
im from braum, like bally sagoo
i built this from scratch like baboo
i’d like to send a shoutout to my boo
i’m jagger when i cut the rug
i’m in the back bagging up the drugs
pull the packet out lining up the slug
tiger uppercut, uh
up in the club like curtis
i spit the rap and get the sn~tch like turkish
hassleback with the flash fried turbot
whole gang on standby, at my service
im no run of the mill
im at the top of the hill
throw the pork chop on the grill
posh con, i shop at chanel
i put the chop on at scale
gold cap on the bottle of milk
foot on the gas, full throttle for real
i switched the cotton for silk
i got this off sk!ll, and a strong will
these are eureka moments
penthouse views where you can see the ocean
im osho at the ashram
focused on the task at hand
ashing in a shandy bass can
i let it bang like a brass band
bad man, blood i boast and brag
cause i can
we out here tryna eat right
quick thing for in~
shoutout to sammy b side
big pimpin, mr singh singapore sling sippin
drip dripping
this is holy grail
you know me well
i pull the shotgun and i smoke the elk
you a joe shmoe
im posted at the grow
smoking on the crow
push the envelope
the glows indigo
i toast on the intro
catch me outside, chimpo
im the champ~champ
10 outta 10 fam, bang bang
i pulled the hammer like the handyman
i gotta tool in the back of the van
i go fishing for a bass on the catamaran
i just left the tailor
foot on the accelerator
pen the escapade then i get the paper
big spliff, left you on the respirator
clear and present danger
the chevy chaser
trips to granada
money in the bank like a saviour
ak flow with the infrared laser
hit you in the head with the taser
the swamp is infested, get fed to the gator
to put this in a nutsh~ll, i upsell
i put a b~tch in a spell
i don’t get up till 12
im the champ with the belt
i might diss man and put it out on at 12
at the pallet like raphael
i rarely see a man of my ilk
my briefs satin and my jacket is silk
don’t let me catch you with your hand in the till
cause i will throw this bally on
and take it back to the grill
im will in talladega
whipping round like the whacky racer
on a wave, yelling at the waiter
the man from south acre
throw the hands like calvin kattar
i talk money bring your translator
tax evader
cash stash in a container
100 pound inhaler
bally trainer
black alligator
burning gas in the elevator
craig mack with the flavour
oye, this is how you set the pace
its showtime and im about to flip the stake
its like i know exactly what to say
this is how to catch a bass without the bait
the bombay don, foot upon the ottoman
opulent, carol with the consonant
[??] in the foreign
braum man from sodom
farrakhan got million man marching
and i got you in the cobra clutch
the capper and the coconut
you on the sofa tryna sober up
blood this ain’t the first hole i dug
ill throw you on this rug
and then roll you up

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