What It Dew
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What It Dew
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Derelict flow running
Motherfuckers always hating on something
Took a small break to fill up my plate 'cause all of this running 'round got me hungry
Tell 'em I'm back
Chillin' my glass
Ain't no need to be panicked
Soon as I knock this back Imma rock that ass like 'stop' (goddammit)
Skinny Bones Jones with immaculate flow
(Didn't even know that he could rap like that, though)
Yeah, well who's the asshole that told you I had to rap slow?
Point 'em out (Over there!)
I stepped into my future
Blocked out that noise
And I came back with a vengeance like I'm Bruce Willis on 'roids
Tell me now
Who's got that smooth shit
Sipping on some Leford
And I walked out of that smoke cloud with my game tight and on point
I'm feeling real good right now, yeah
I'm feeling real fine (and a little drunk)
I'm feeling real good right now, yeah
I'm feeling real fine (and a lot drunk)
So if they ask about me
Ooh, tell 'em what I does, tell 'em what I do
Eeh, tell 'em where I is, tell 'em where I be
I'm feeling real good right now, yeah
Tell 'em what I do
I'm feeling real good right now, yeah
Tell 'em what I do
Fuck you
(Man boys, it is colder than a witch's titty face-down in the snow in a brass bra or something, but this beat makes me feel like I'm tongue-fucking a margarita)
Yo, keeping my cool running
Everybody's always mad about something
Figured if that's the way that it is then I ain't got time to worry about nothing
Tell 'em I'm back and try to relax
You can go ahead and be honest, kid
This shit here has to run it back home like 'stop' (oh shit)
Sippin' on a little bit of Templeton
(What's the big deal about Templeton?)
Picture what it's like to get head on top of a pile of Benjamins
It's like that, but better
Walked out of that mic booth
Hopped onto that stage
And I came back to go batshit on these jokers like I'm Bruce Wayne
Tell 'em now who got that smooth shit jumping off of my page
You talk like I've been listening but I'm too buzzed to be phased
I'm feeling real good right now, yeah
I'm feeling real fine (and a little drunk)
I'm feeling real good right now, yeah
I'm feeling real fine (and a lot drunk)
So if they ask about me
Ooh, tell 'em what I does, tell 'em what I do
Eeh, tell 'em where I is, tell 'em where I be
I'm feeling real good right now, yeah
Tell 'em what I do
I'm feeling real good right now, yeah
Tell 'em what I do
Fuck you
Ooh, tell 'em what I does, tell 'em what I do
Eeh, tell 'em where I is, tell 'em where I be
I'm feeling real good right now, yeah
Tell 'em what I do
I'm feeling real good right now, yeah
Tell 'em what I do
Fuck you
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