3. Outrageous lyrics

by

Dylan Thomas


Let these b*tches know
Uh huh
Uh huh

G-Goodness Gracious
I'm so sick b*tch, it ain’t contagious
I'm number 1 it's in the yellow pages, I got these rhymes yes all these phrases
Killing this sh*t It’s so outrageous

Who the f*ck was trying me? That's nobody
I got the juice I ain't talkin HIC
You barely passing, that's a C
They can't afford to try me b*tch cause I ain't gotta free trial
I'm in first class b*tch you sit in the aisle
Like the democratic party b*tch I'm moving in the house
I’ll turn your face bluer than that ugly blouse
Said I’m in the house I ain't talkin bout Cory
Why you sleepin on me? Why is you snoring? why all you other hoes is so boring? I came to win, why y’all ignoring?
Why you ignoring me
Why you ignoring me

G-Goodness Gracious
I'm so sick b*tch, it ain't contagious
I'm number 1 it’s in the yellow pages, I got these rhymes yes all these phrases
Killing this sh*t It's so outrageous
G-G-Goodness Gracious yea
Killing this sh*t It's outrageous
Goodness Gracious
You think I can't rap, just cause I'm not manly
I'm on top
You wanna be down, Brandy
I taste good like f*cking Candy
Look at me
I'm so fine
I'm Dandy
Like I was making tortillas, I really wrap
I got this sh*t In the f*cking bag
Listen to this, you know it slap
Damn, why I have to snap?
Nobody on my level
I never will settle
I rode this beat
I'm on the f*cking pedals
Don't come for me, You better be careful
You better run and I ain't talking temple
In the game this my arrival
Why these b*tches in denial
Warning? this is your final
No competition yea no rival

Knick Knack Paddy Wack
I won't give a b*tch a bone
Losing and being a bitter b*tch
Bryson Tiller, b*tch I Don't!
b*tch you better love this whole Damn song
Cause I know you'll try to copy it
Clone
1, 2, who the f*ck is you?
Nobody can do it
Quite like I do
3, 4, b*tch theres the door
I'm winning, you can check the f*cking score
5, 6, read my lips
You could never be
This bad b*tch
7, 8, I'm so great
9, 10, I was born to win
G-Goodness Gracious
I'm so sick b*tch, it ain't contagious
I'm number 1 it's in the yellow pages, I got these rhymes all these phrases yea
Killing this sh*t It's outrageous ooh
Goodness Gracious
Killing this sh*t It's outrageous
Goodness Gracious

Fading out right now I hope you get the meaning
If you think you better than me, keep on dreaming
It's time you know this is my f*cking season
Dylan that b*tch, you could never be him
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