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Top Notch

Kurious

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(Kurious) Kurious the motherfuckin magician with the wand, is (tell 'em) the man, if I uhh, blow like (BLAOW) Jizz in your grill, constipated for real With the shit to fulfill, combined with mad skill Brew in the freezer, no time for cock-teasers Asthmatic wheezer gives more props to a skeezer Why? Simply cause she know what she want She won't say, "I'm so horny," and then front When my brain is racin triple time With thoughts of fuckin you, on my mind You say it's fine, I find it rather odd Leave me with my dick mad hard, mentally scarred Poppin that shit when I said from the gitty-up I wanted to slay that ass, lick your titties up Fakin moves bitch you need to stop Tell you straight up, cause my notch is top Chorus: repeat 4X "Now I hold my crotch.." Why the fuck you hold crotch? ".. cause I'm top notch" - De La Soul (Kadi) Mister, Huh Huh is it all about blunts? Simulatin ideas, just confusin the drunks Check this out I don't get down like that Cause me and the magician come with tricks in out hats And pats on the backs is somethin I don't need When I realized that it's triggered by the greed In your heart, you can't play me, like a dart All you wanna see is the progression on the charts Remarks on your memos, change the numbers on your checks But does it really matter when you girl gives me straight neck? (Straight up baby) Aww fuck, I guess you're outta luck Now you understand? You're walkin like a duck The, truth hurts uhh, your girl flirts And I walk by you, with frustrating smirks Jerks get played by the tricks of my mind A call costs a quarter so I'd never drop a dime Chorus (Psycho Les) Ba-ba-BAM! Smack you in the face with mud Now look at your grill, fuckin shit got blood On my shirt, back the motherfuck up jerk It's the wicked, Psycho Les puttin in work Nijjas got me flippin right to the other set I smoke punk niggas like my name was Boba Fett I drop bombs, that land on your moms I smoke the 808 blizznuts, fuck the tom-toms Beatnuts, number one sin-ner Fuckin around with the (???) Bitch drink one to the head - BOOM SO WHEN I POP MY DICK, HIT THE BED! Suck, on your tits and eat the cake Stick my dick and filled the bitches like shake Oooh oooh, nut and check my watch I gotta be ghost, cause I'm fuckin top notch Chorus {*needle drags across record*}
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