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JOE BUDDEN lyrics : "Check Me Out"

[Verse 1:]
Now let me ask you a question
Who are you? Where you from? What you reppin?

Is every bar about a burner or a weapon?
Now he all gassed up by his presence
Some tell me that my music is depressing, but

The best rapper in the world, I was destined
Jumpoff! Must be the exception
Am I the only one that's progressing in the recession?

They tell me tricking ain't tricking if you got it
I never heard more false words spoken
So, if I told you I'm a leave your wrist frozen

I was either lying to you or just joking
You could be in a wet T-shirt soaking,
You could, stomach how your sheets get like the ocean

You could jerk me off with a bottle of lotion while ya legs open
And have trouble gettin a token
I grew up a lil, see I'm much more mature,

My repar is one you can adore
That wasn't always the case so that's for starter
I'm enjoying the hood, the one after father

I used to invest in !@(%
With money in Maryland, not Marrow Lynch
Morgan Stanley, Goldman Sachs,

And now I'm holding stacks as I stroll in Saks
Sing it!
Uh, check me out now!


[Verse 2:]
When I was younger I used to get $$# for sport

Now I'm less about her sex, I'm more into her thoughts
Nah, I ain't mean to cross that yet, I regress
I'm more into her thoughts on sex

And the property, $#&@ what's across my neck
Be clear, I'm more into her career then her hair
Her mindstate; nothing is insurmountable

I'm worried about her account, is she accountable?
Real man %#@!, I'm no longer outlandish
The roof don't drop but it's panoramic

And I know haters can't stand it
So I do it on purpose, still on my Jerz %#@!
We don't fall flat, and we never cave in

I leave pressure right to my doormat
All that adversity never worried me
If anything it feeds me, it a nourished me

I try to keep it a hundred, non fiction
Lane switching in my true religions with the double stitching
No fitted, T, Kid Robot

These rap ^!$$%s is $$# and I don't dig botox
Into entering clubs, dodging photogs
So they can talk %#@! bout me for a whole blog

Go hard, no prob, that's the plan
No laughing joke son, I'm a grown $$# man


Check me out now!

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