Yubaba lyrics

[Intro]
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[Verse 1: Marjorie -W.C. Sinclair]
Yubaba with the pocket rocket, make his spirit pop and lock it
I'm proud of my baby, she made 18 clams in just one deposit
Put the product in rotation, contemplatin' the percolation
That sushi circulatin', told my fifi "I'll break you off"
Baby balooga off that good belushi
She a real hoochie mama with daddy problems but she know her daddy got her
She my Princess Mononoke, I'm her prince Ash*taka
But I got them choppas like Lady Eboshi if you got a problem
I feel like Future, me and her gon' hit the mall and f*ck up some commas
Then its karaoke off the cocaine in the Oakland lower bottoms
Put thе motion in the ocean, she soakin' and f*ckin' sloppy
Shе got the cadence and patience to make a thousand off a dollar
Percolation she gon' percolate me while I percolate that purple pus*y
Cocaine conversations 'bout the stock exchanges with my b*tch
That sushi circulatin' baby hit the blade and make it flip
She got the cadence and patience to make 1k off this one flip

[Verse 2: Gemm Forza]
Perco- perco- percocet poppin'
Me and shawty got an issue, that's a percocet problem
Money, money, money, I ain't got no other option
If I pick up the phone, it better be money callin'
[Bridge: Gemm Forza]
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[Verse 3: Marjorie -W.C. Sinclair]
I slap a tío mataquito, put it in, then she got sour cream
Tapioca pudding, how she lookin' when she look at me
Curry what I'm cookin', put the rice on 120 degrees
Forza, pett, and Stunny really out here makin' history
I put the motion in the ocean, the way I hit it so Aquarius
Them nipple piercings, leather leggings, baby lookin' so mysterious
[?], authoritarian, my [?] b*tch so experienced
I ain't stingy with the pus*y, if you put it on I'ma share the b*tch

[Bridge: Gemm Forza]
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[Verse 4: Stunny]
It's that new generation, aye
Get a check, here's my invitation, b*tch
You gon' go on a blade, b*tch?
Is you finna snort that cocaine, b*tch?
Shut the f*ck up and do this ketamine
I'm out here, I been on the motherf*ckin' scene
Yeah, I'm f*ckin' Stunny in these pretty boy jeans
I'm not afraid of death, I hit the Chardline
[Outro]
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