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Cowboy Bebop Freestyle Lyrics - Artist : Khary
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Ooh!
Uhhh, this is weird
Uhhh, this is weird, (Yeah) Yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah), ooh, I like that, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah (Yeah, I'm pretty fucking cool), yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, aye, aye

Sorry for your loss, look at what I bought, paint like Bob Ross
But it's not a draw when that coin gets tossed
I don't catch no L's, wish 'em well? Nah, fuck they blogs
They going to have to catch up, I got too much sauce, too much sauce
I don't like that line, fuck it, I already wrote it, I notice you niggas seem bloated
They gassin' you up, wouldn't let it, you running your city like Bettis, you got it like that? Wouldn't bet it
You usually trolling on Reddit, I silence the lambs, you should pet it
And now there's a goat where my head is, I don't see your name in the credits, I did this shit on my own
Paid off all my student loans, now I'm balling
'Bout to put them in a coffin, peeling off gets exhausting
Skating on them, Eric Koston, stealing bases, Kenny Lofton
Sonning all these niggas often, then put them up for adoption (Aye, aye)
You a passenger side of your best friend's ride ass-nigga, holding onto your pride ass-nigga
Chicken job ass-nigga, next-week, it's the fries ass-nigga, access-denied ass-nigga
Trick, love the kid, slip and slide ass-nigga
Lion King, Mufasa falling off the cliff, admit that you cried ass-nigga (Well that part was kind of sad, though)

I definitely cried during that, fuck
This feels like some, like, Cowboy Bebop, like-
Spike in space, Cow- fucking bounty hunter shit
You know that episode when he like fucking...
When he fought that, like, floating dude?
With all the guns and shit, and he almost died?
It was, like, in this like weird like world and shit?
Yeah, this feels like that

Et cetera, -cetera, swing on the track like I'm Federer, look, I'm already ahead of you
You should accept that I'm better, bruh, I ain't come weak with this shit since my ex girlfriend Deborah
Since Miley Cyrus was Hannah Mo', I keep it lit, I'm Botánica, got the spirit of an animal
Take a picture with your camera, I'ma last long, I got stamina
Y'all niggas stretching the truth, like Luffy, my shit slaps no Kufi, do it for the love, like Lucy
Rock Stussy, got an independant bitch no Boosie
I don't got free time, but I got groupies, let them choose me frugally with the pussy
And the coochie, Kool Keith with the booty
Yellow suits me, Bruce Lee with the Loose Leaf (yeah, yeah)
Shorty stop asking my age
You gon' fuck me anyway
In the morning want to stay
I ain't even make you cum
My sex game is only aigh't
Said you don't eat meat, my dick be fucking up your diet
Spent the night at the Hyatt
Don't think about how we just met
It's only weird if you're silent
I only touch if you're compliant
'Cause I am not the type to buy it
That was random, this song makes me go on tangents
My mind makes me go on planets
Still down to earth like Granite
Some shit I say is outlandish
Only cause I've been to Atlantis
And y'all niggas ain't that deep
My price goes up with the beats
So y'all niggas ain't gon' sleep
If you resting it's Rest in Peace

Aye
Pressing everybody, hope your khakis got a crease
Damn, that was some like corny nigga outro shit, fuck
Uh, this is weird now
I'ma just to stop talking like this, right
Bye guys
(Cowboy Bebop)

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