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Goddamn\nI'm your pusha man, I'm your, I'm your pusha man\nPimp slappin', toe taggin', I'm just tryna fight the man\nI'm your pusha man, I'm your, I'm your pusha man\n\nPimp slappin', toe taggin', I'm just tryna fight the man\nI'm your pusha man, I'm your, I'm your pusha man\nYou a lame\nAnd your bitch break down my weed sometimes\nSee my face in the streets, in the tweets\n\nAnd a Reader or a RedEye if you read Sun-Times\nShe got blisters on her knees, she's a fiend for the D\nEven though I only beat one time\nOne time, it was one two times\n\nIt was two plus me equals threesome time\nShouts out to Nate, I jackball and I bop, I flex\nGot neck from all of these thots I sex\n\nRastafari them shottas, yes\nHouse safari, mi casa, yes\nPoppy fields of that popeye\nShe came to party, she popped a Molly\nSaid, \"Come to Papa\", she said, \"Papa, yes\"\n\nI got that mmm, mmm, I got that Goddamn\nI'm your pusha man, I'm your, I'm your pusha man\nPimp slappin', toe taggin', I'm just tryna fight the man\nI'm your pusha man, I'm your, I'm your pusha man\n\nI got that mmm, mmm, I got that Goddamn\nI'm your pusha man, I'm your, I'm your pusha man\nPimp slappin', toe taggin', I'm just tryna fight the man\nI'm your pusha man, I'm your, I'm your pusha man","syncedLyrics":"[00:08.67] Ten damn days\n[00:11.12] And all I got to show for it is shoes and shows\n[00:13.32] And chauffeurs with road rage\n[00:15.04] Still the same damn ad-lib, igh, old ways\n[00:18.57] Still got a letterman, no practice\n[00:21.08] Still got a burner, man, no lacking\n[00:22.70] Still outin' Jams nigga, no Jackson\n[00:24.48] No Jordan and we toe-tagging\n[00:26.63] I'll take you to the land where the lake made of sand\n[00:28.42] And the milk don't pour and the honey don't dance\n[00:30.29] And the money ain't yours\n[00:31.48] Now it's just a red pill\n[00:32.71] Got a blue and a handful of Advils\n[00:34.71] I'm the new Nitty, fuck it, Nitty the old me\n[00:37.06] So I'ma tell the buyer what Nitty told me\n[00:39.03] I got that mmm, mmm, I got that Goddamn\n[00:43.16] I'm your pusha man, I'm your, I'm your pusha man\n[00:46.83] Pimp slappin', toe taggin', I'm just tryna fight the man\n[00:50.65] I'm your pusha man, I'm your, I'm your pusha man\n[00:54.45] I got that mmm, mmm, I got that Goddamn\n[00:58.68] I'm your pusha man, I'm your, I'm your pusha man\n[01:02.47] Pimp slappin', toe taggin', I'm just tryna fight the man\n[01:06.16] I'm your pusha man, I'm your, I'm your pusha man\n[01:10.47] Pimp slappin', toe taggin', I'm just tryna fight the man\n[01:14.16] I'm your pusha man, I'm your, I'm your pusha man\n[01:18.12] You a lame\n[01:19.71] And your bitch break down my weed sometimes\n[01:21.86] See my face in the streets, in the tweets\n[01:23.35] And a Reader or a RedEye if you read Sun-Times\n[01:25.98] She got blisters on her knees, she's a fiend for the D\n[01:27.96] Even though I only beat one time\n[01:29.79] One time, it was one two times\n[01:31.32] It was two plus me 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man\n[01:05.97] I'm your pusha man, I'm your, I'm your pusha man\n[01:09.74] Pimp slappin', toe taggin', I'm just tryna fight the man\n[01:14.01] I'm your pusha man, I'm your, I'm your pusha man\n[01:17.03] You a lame\n[01:18.80] And your bitch break down my weed sometimes\n[01:21.32] See my face in the streets, in the tweets\n[01:23.23] And a Reader or a RedEye if you read Sun-Times\n[01:25.04] She got blisters on her knees, she's a fiend for the D\n[01:27.24] Even though I only beat one time\n[01:29.01] One time, it was one two times\n[01:30.56] It was two plus me equals threesome time\n[01:32.98] Shouts out to Nate, I jackball and I bop, I flex\n[01:35.86] Got neck from all of these thots I sex\n[01:38.49] Rastafari them shottas, yes\n[01:40.37] House safari, mi casa, yes\n[01:42.35] Poppy fields of that popeye\n[01:44.18] She came to party, she popped a Molly\n[01:46.04] Said, \"Come to Papa\", she said, \"Papa, yes\"\n[01:48.02] I got that mmm, mmm, I got that Goddamn\n[01:54.22] 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