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[Intro: Houdinne]

What, yeah

What, yeah

What, yeah

What, yeah

What, yeah

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[Verse 1: Houdinne]

I'ma bring the funk to the place on twenty-seventh

Ask for your boy, they can tell you he was gifted

Finna' hit this blunt in a sec, let's get lifted

Talking 'bout who next, I don't know, that ain't my business

I can tell you this though (What?)

Bitch I'm ready

About to pull five gold chains out the suitcase

I am not no fruitcake (Yeah)

But I'm dessert though

This is not no work though

I'm finna' change my shirt though

[Hook: Houdinne]

I'm a lone

But I'm taking trips

You at home

You ain't making shit

Google Chrome

Finna' take this spliff

To the dome

Your girl taking licks

Of the tip

[Verse 2: Houdinne]

Baby I just started

Uh, already a prophet

Yeah, just wait till I'm on fire

Damn, shit's gonna really be retarded

Oh, it's gonna

Be the best thing since fifth floor housing

I can't wait to be kicking in the mansion

I can tell you like

Sipping drink, getting right

Three or four shots on you (You)

If that's what you wanna do (Do)

Oh, just wait and

See for yourself

If the plan takes action

Then we get home and you're sucking like a vacuum

I'm a dis fit

Dirty bird, sour circle

All my best friends wanna know if if his secret name was Urkel (It's not)

I can't lose

Twenty-two, cruising for a bruise

Got your girl reporting like she on the news

[Hook: Houdinne]

I'm a lone

But I'm taking trips

You at home

You ain't making shit

Google Chrome

Finna' take this spliff

To the dome

Your girl taking licks

Of the tip

[Verse 3: Houdinne]

If you with it come and get it

I just read it on reddit

Yeah, If your girlfriend's pussy dry, I can come and wet it

Know, if it's not, that's okay, I'm a paramedic

By the way nine eleven, I'd advise you never forget it

No laser beans on my face (What? Fuck)

What a fucking disgrace (Damn)

Hit a motherfucker with the mace (Yeah)

Then I caught a bad case of face of base

I saw the sun

I opened up my eyes

I saw the sun

Life is demanding

Without understanding

Life is a big rat race

You only really ever get a taste

Shouts out to yung taste god

Shouts out tomahawk chop squad

Shouts out to Lord Farquaad

If I could I would even shout out god (Who?)

But it wouldn't be fair to oh my god (Who?)

I be fishing in the lake Cape Cod

[Hook: Houdinne]

I'm a lone

But I'm taking trips

You at home

You ain't making shit

Google Chrome

Finna' take this spliff

To the dome

Your girl taking licks

Of the tip