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Custom Crawl

are you ready to crawl on bloody skinned knees to the sound of bullets and bombing in the seas are you ready to fall from your safe perch up high to

moving slow I'm all about the money What the fuck you think I do it for? Bitch don't act like you don't know I'm killing all these rap niggas Custom

remanded behind bars bizarre grand jury endightment, lifetime sentence, stash my coke in they bra the hustl-ar, ya'll custom-ar's posted up on Broadway in a custom

'd like to eat her like ice cream, Maybe dip her in chocolate Hey mister on your way to work, In your Volvo, suit and tie We'll be crawling in your

lot Guaranteed to hit the spot Or I'm not Thenardier Drinkers Gissa glass a' rum Landlord, over here! Thenardier [To himself] Right away, you scum [To customer

chillin' in the herb gate But seven days too much when the gossip has to circulate Puffin' sensemilla, I heard knock, knock, knock But the way that they knocked it did not sound like any cop And if it were a customer

drunk all having a party ya'll At a house where they had a party ball At the end of the night I could hardly walk at all Said fuck that and I started to crawl

Uh, Zee I got waiting haze, my customers ho's, sleep with me We have small beef, I still sell them O's for three fifty They know in big beef, I pop a

't nuttin' goin' in need that's trail But how told y'all 'bout how we gettin' it now 40-inch screen nigga, rocks gleam, nigga You a customer, and I love