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Tour de France
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(SURF GANG, bitch)
Damn, they sold me upstream, baby
We do it humongous, bae
Couple sold out shows on the London dates
I see a dysfunction, baby
Please don't leave, I don't want you to change
The weather somewhere in the upper '80s
Gang in BK on the summer stage
Number one 'til my son replace me
Couple things was clearer today
It was me who carried the weight
Should I leave, should I -?
Uh, should I leave it, should I stay?
Should I lеave it, should I take it?
It's a reason for mе to be angry
Play with the fee, you in danger
Ok, I see what you sayin'
Smokin', might need an inhaler
Bad bitch, the feelings too fatal
Attraction is a understatement
That advance went under the table
Five hundred cash like I hit on the leg
Had to be strong to imagine this shit
I'm gettin' blown, gettin' tatted by sis, huh
Had to repo' what was left of my swag and they had a fit, huh
Every toe don't get tagged, that shit is open-ended, huh
Every stone ground to sand, choppers is overhead
Started the wave like Joy Division
I took a plate before I dip, huh
I make 'em wait for this shit
You name it, I did it like Florida man
I'm runnin' through cities, on tour again
This shit feel like the Tour de France
I'm hoggin' the road, the way I'm steerin'
I'm dodgin' the morgue, dodgin' the pen
Got a lil' morsel, wasn't content, huh
(SURF GANG, baby)
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