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Drip vanilla

I need a little sweetener

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Haters disrespect my taste

So kiss them muwah

They tried to shut me down on MTV in my hometown

Now I'd be showing cloud on my SB

Shit, fucking enemies

And iconic in your machine dream

Celebrate it with big bluff

Uhm uhm

Bring me hot coke, that's enough

Uhm uhm uhm

I don't even know John Doe

But watch your fucking steps cuz

I'm getting lifted with the Jay Leno

Isn't it funny how the FCC won't let me be

But let me be me the algorithm still recommend me

Let you taste the matrix, and take it to the basics

(Take it to the basic)

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Drip vanilla

I need a little sweetener

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Drip vanilla

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Drip vanilla

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Glitch in your system, crackle in yo stream

Human battery drained, must be a dream

Talkin' smart, but you can't even out-rap me

Whooo

I'm the future prophecy

You can't even hack me

Hill-Billy B, drippin' in Larry B

Hotty thoty digitally, in my tesy

Little Rocky techy, got nothin' on me

Cuz I'm the human upgrade

The final OD

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Drip vanilla

I need a little sweetener

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Drip vanilla

I need a little sweetener

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Drip vanilla

I need a little sweetener

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Let's get crashing