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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!
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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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