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Ryan Carter
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According to Plan
Hello, I hit you wit dat elbow!
I go on date night, then masterbate after Jigga dance with a chick, then run out cuz he had fun I won't let that past him Got girls twerking on me, dick hard enough to blast em Respectful in real life, on the mic a strange man Stand close to a hot woman, cop-a-feel man Who gives a fuck about what they boyfriends do Hope you understand, I'm joking dude Don't ask who, the man with a sleep disorder My bottled water is sorta shared with your daughter I suggest you sample the formula trooper In my cup is gatoraid, in her's a wine cooler Passing gas silently and deadly with butt-cheek maneuvers Once a month getting evicted, so call the movers Wear adult diapers, still ruin my sheets No matter what the fluid, piss or skeet
You question how I live, the phrases that I give Stare me down, dishevled, tryna undress me I don't budge, expose my bare ass Shake my balls like two nuggets, ass pimples, so disgustin Call me fool, dick, or tool Suck that, kiss that, lick that, I'm a 'a la carte' For the most part, Melissa Joan can't explain it Details, we skews it more, Obama 44! Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Authorize, Authenticate, Account Then direct to data banks, bits of 8 Presented to planet Earth, mastered by Nick-Quik Baby Don D, eat a D-I-C Externally V-P-N See, only for M-E! M-E! M-E! M-E!
By keyboard my hand will type these rhymes 'til I'm played out Mostly bout society, or things I'm concerned about Gross and indecent views unheard about With different beats to make you scream and shout I take a look at my life, a big fail Through peer pressure, bullies, and beef rap, I prevailed If I could do it, you can too You know how I know? cuz I believe in you if you do Like my white brother, we do so much stuff together (WHAT UP NICK!) From lunches at Culver's to writing songs that's clever Remember when we did announcements at the pep rally? The crowd started singing my song, it got real rowdy! The monster energy drink had you pooping on the clock, ock Truly the weirdest erratic duo in the whole flock I got a flick of you with the Zelda sword in your hand None of this was ever according to plan man!
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