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Im More Than A Man Im A God Lyrics

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Im More Than A Man Im A God Lyrics By ScHoolboy Q. Tiktok And i’m more than a man, i’m a god bch, touché, en garde toupée drop and her two tits pop out of that tank top and br and when i say “doo-doo, doo-doo,” bch, that be k. dot she want some more of this.

Im More Than A Man Im A God Lyrics

yeah, yeah, yeah
oh, oh
yo, yo

oh, oh, luxury
chidi-ching-ching, could buy anything, cop that
oh, oh, collard greens
three degrees low, make it hot for me, drop that
oh, oh, down with that sh^t
drink this, smoke this, get down with the sh^t
hey, oh, oh, down with the sh^t
cop this, pop this, down with the sh^t

smoke this, drink this, straight to my liver
watch this, no tick, yeah i’m the nig
gang rap, x-mas, smoke, shots i deliver
faded, vegas, might sponsor the k^ller
shake it, break it, hot-hot for the winter
drop it, cop it, eyes locked on your inner object
rock it, blast-blast, new beginnings
lovely, pinky how not i remember, fiendin’
give me, give me, give me some
freak the freckles off your face
frenchy, freakin’, swappin’ tng
click my link and spread your buns
lose your denim, make it numb
blow it, baby, no saddam (icky-icky, icky-icky)
fkin’ in the car service, thank me for the car pool
chromosome, part full, probly off a norco
and gas, not the arco, poppin’ since the intro
you shoppin’ from the window, play my favorite tempo

oh, oh, luxury
chidi-ching-ching, could buy anything, cop that
oh, oh, collard greens
three degrees low, make it hot for me, drop that
oh, oh, down with that sh^t
drink this, smoke this, get down with the sh^t
hey, oh, oh, down with the sh^t
cop this, pop this, down with the sh^t

hold up, biatch! this yo’ favorite song
translation: ven aqui, mami, ese culo
tu quieres coger mis huevos, y papi me molestes
pero chuparse puto pendejo, el pinche cabron
let’s get it – nights like this, i’m a knight like this
sword in my hand, i fight like this
and i’m more than a man, i’m a god
bch, touché, en garde
toupée drop and her two tits pop
out of that tank top and br

and when i say “doo-doo, doo-doo,” bch, that be k. dot
she want some more of this
i give her more of this, i owe her this
in fact, i know she miss the way i floored this, on forgis
i know my houston partners, drop a four on this
and focus, and slow it down
alright, let me blow this bi^^h
i’m famous, i blame this on you, cash in the mirror
hang in my penthouse roof, skyline the clearest
watch it, your optics poppin’ out, you look the weirdest
pop my top on the 105, head with no power steerin’, ah!

oh, oh, luxury
chidi-ching-ching, could buy anything, cop that
oh, oh, collard greens
three degrees low, make it hot for me, drop that
oh, oh, down with that sh^t
drink this, smoke this, get down with the sh^t
hey, oh, oh, down with the sh^t
cop this, pop this, down with the sh^t

bummy ngg famous, straight from the bottom
broke ni^^as hate it, still never robbed him
guns in the basement, out they have a problem
kush be my fragrance, we love marijuana
function on fire, burn the roof off this
psych ward is ballin’, go craze like no other

weed steady blowin’, pass the blunt to my momma
runs in the family, puff-puff keep a fiendin’
faded, faded, faded, right?
shot glass super size, she gon’ get some dk tonight
meet me at the w, and no, it’s not the westside
stick it up your southside (icky-icky, icky-icky)
baller futuristic, groovy gangsta with an attitude
what these ngas make a year
i spend that on my daughter shoes
smokin’ weed and drinkin’, all the college students lovin’ q
we gon’ turn it out until the neighbors wanna party too

oh, oh, luxury
chidi-ching-ching, could buy anything, cop that
oh, oh, collard greens
three degrees low, make it hot for me, drop that
oh, oh, down with that sh^t
drink this, smoke this, get down with the sh^t
hey, oh, oh, down with the sh^t
cop this, pop this, down with the sh^t

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