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Lyrics



Ginger Breadman - Handle My Bi Lyrics



verse 1
I know I should've dropped the
The I'm hesitating
I get it popping for your information
I'm in the building and in the building
Like a real estate agent, from what I can tell
This place could do with some renovations
And yeah, I said it, goodbye to the older furniture
These older niggas will smurk like we never heard'a ya
Like I ain't on the come up
Either you got selective hearing
Or you just ignorant
Either way I got one off jail
By the name of The Dream
More like sleepwalking,
Me and my real niggas speak often
And them guys that don't affect me
I just let them b****es keep talking
I ain't even hot yet, I'm jyust defrosting
I don't bother me really, I f*** with these other places
But keep my heart with my city, chea!
Dig me, in simple news I never cheat on it
I'm a nighmare I make sure you'll never sleep on it

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Man I pay dues I don't break rules
Handle my Bi, give em eigh full
Real G shit, it's real G shit
Then I make moves

verse 2
Homeboy, I rap with an excellent greatness
And I'm constantly chained to these flows
One of my latest, I want my city to know
Y'all were never neglected, but forever respected
I pray that heaven protected, you
Y'all prepared me for it all but it took forever
But now I'm either getting bored, or just getting better
I FLOW YOU A RIVER, THEN I BRIDGE IT TOO
I WASN'T BORN LIKE THAT ACTRESS, REESE WITHERSPOON
So pardon me if I go harder than before
And I'm performing for free
And promoters charging at the door
Gotta look out for my team, I'm always bargaining for more
My Somalian supporters is starving for that war
I work 'til I can't work no more
I grind 'til my whole body sore
'Til it don't hurt no more
Pass out at eight, I woke up at a quarter to eleven
Yeah, I'm half past great and a quarter to a legend

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verse 3
And by the way, that's a quarter to a legend
And recording is the perfection
That afforded me my respect
And before you ask the question
I'm the answer to the game's problems
So get the message, pay attention or just pay homage
And my neck in the woods, I'm running acres
Mommy's running game, I pay it safer than latex
'Cause I don't wanna have to get and AIDS test
Try to stay fresh and stay latest than latest
Only alphabets, how many are there anyways
B plus average, but usually I ace shit
It's basics, flavour of the month
Taste this, GPS my route to money
To fame and greatness

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