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[00:00.43]Nahh no, nahh nahh ******* that
[00:01.80]*******s think cause you *******' made Chum
[00:04.74]and got all personal
[00:05.63]That *******s won't go back to that old *******' 2010 *******t
[00:08.25]About talkin' 'bout *******' everything all
[00:11.13]No ******* that ******* I got you
[00:13.07]******* that
[00:13.94]Grab mittens who have to spit blizzardous
[00:17.72]Actually flick cigarette ash at ******* *******s
[00:19.62]Harassment, eight nickels of hash, delay quick
[00:23.62]and then dash
[00:24.43]To Saint Nicholas pad to taste venison
[00:26.30]Still in the business of smacking up little rappers with
[00:29.73]Racquets you play tennis with, hated for bank lifting
[00:32.35]and Spraying that hotter wind
[00:33.42]in the shade of his maimed innocence
[00:35.74]Suitcase scented with haze and fileted sentences
[00:38.54]Advanced apathy, sma*******ng the man cameras up
[00:41.53]Tan khakis and antagonists Dan-dappered up
[00:44.65]Vagabond, had it since a Padawan
[00:48.03]Rapping hot as ******* in cattle brands
[00:49.82]wearing flannel thongs
[00:50.71]Grab a bong, momma and some food, beer, tag along
[00:54.02]Get a nice spanking, new Sears catalog
[00:56.47]Send them nettled critics to the bezzle stop,
[00:59.02]dead and wrong
[00:59.88]Get 'em higher than the pitch of metal tea kettle songs
[01:02.63]Four deep in a Rover cannon
[01:04.37]Riding dirty through a Saugus canyon,
[01:06.56]*******s know that it's the
[01:09.37]G-O-L-F-dub-A-N-G
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[01:11.61]G-O-L-F-dub-A-N-G
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[01:14.48]50 K for the last check
[01:17.53]But the Dollar Menu still be on deck,
[01:19.91]******* it's the muther*******'
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[01:21.04]G-O-L-F-dub-A-N-G
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[01:23.72]G-O-L-F-dub-A-N-G
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[01:26.66]Yeah, the Misadventures of a *******t talker
[01:30.10]Pissed as Rick Ross's fifth sip off his sixth lager
[01:33.23]Known to sit and wash the sins off at the pitch alter
[01:36.22]Hat never backwards like the print off legit manga
[01:38.89]Get it? Like a blue pill, make ya stick longer
[01:42.27]Or a swift fist off your chin from his wrist launcher
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[01:45.36]Chick, chronic thrift shopper, thick like the Knicks roster
[01:48.04]Stormed off and came straight back like pigs' posture
[01:51.03]Pen? Naw, probably written with some used syringes
[01:54.23]From out the rubbish bin at your local loony clinic
[01:56.98]Watching movies in a room full of goons he rented
[02:00.30]On the hunt for clues, more food,
[02:02.11]and some floozy women
[02:03.04]Bruising gimmicks with the broom
[02:04.99]he usually use for Quidditch
[02:06.18]Gooey writtens, scoot 'em to a ditch, chewed
[02:08.05]and booty scented
[02:08.74]Too pretentious,
[02:09.80]do pretend like he could lose to spitting
[02:11.79]Steaming tubes of poop
[02:12.93]and twisted doobies full of euphemisms
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[02:15.93]Stupid, thought it up, jot it quick
[02:18.24]Thought out, toss it right back like a vodka fifth
[02:21.11]Spot him on a rocket swapping dollars in for pocket lint
[02:23.69]Then lob a wad of chicken at a copper on some Flocka *******t
[02:27.20]Posing ******* try to disrespect
[02:29.38]Get a ******* thunder to his neck,
[02:31.75]shout out to Nak, cause it's the
[02:33.87]G-O-L-F-dub-A-N-G
[02:35.86]G-O-L-F-dub-A-N-G
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[02:38.60]Looking bummy, posted on the block
[02:41.27]looking like I ain't make
[02:42.15]A quarter million off of socks, *******, cause it's the
[02:45.08]G-O-L-F-dub-A-N-G
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