In Waco Texas Looking for Julio Luigi
A nigga like me always give money to the squeegee
I sing it real loud when she tear me up and squeeze me
I'm not a commoner for a communist regime
But if I can spill into the lake and not hear the tea
Like George benson bossa nova in autumn leaves
Try again when you hit by the right Breeze
Nickname was breezy could never love a nigga like meeee
Banging like bass bonkers all the way like flea
Guess what I'm hiding under my f*cking sleeve
Go ahead and Guess nigga go head and f*cking guess
Singing carols and polka like another caulking
Putting up plaster around f*ck niggas like chalk an
Gang watching from my boo bear oh you mean gang stalking
Start a new record with eyes close like harkonenn hawking
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In Waco Texas Looking for Julio Luigi
A nigga like me always give money to the squeegee
I sing it real loud when she tear me up and squeeze me
I'm not a commoner for a communist regime
But if I can spill into the lake and not hear the tea
Like George benson bossa nova in autumn leaves
Try again when you hit by the right Breeze
Nickname was breezy could never love a nigga like meeee
Banging like bass bonkers all the way like flea
Guess what I'm hiding under my f*cking sleeve
Go ahead and Guess nigga go head and f*cking guess
Singing carols and polka like another caulking
Putting up plaster around f*ck niggas like chalk an
Gang watching from my boo bear oh you mean gang stalking
Start a new record with eyes close like harkonenn hawking
A nigga like me always give money to the squeegee
I sing it real loud when she tear me up and squeeze me
I'm not a commoner for a communist regime
But if I can spill into the lake and not hear the tea
Like George benson bossa nova in autumn leaves
Try again when you hit by the right Breeze
Nickname was breezy could never love a nigga like meeee
Banging like bass bonkers all the way like flea
Guess what I'm hiding under my f*cking sleeve
Go ahead and Guess nigga go head and f*cking guess
Singing carols and polka like another caulking
Putting up plaster around f*ck niggas like chalk an
Gang watching from my boo bear oh you mean gang stalking
Start a new record with eyes close like harkonenn hawking
Writer: Jaden Scott
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