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Kendrick Lamar Humble text-(-) ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy I blew cool from AC, ayy I don't fabricate it, ayy I stay modest 'bout it, ayy I'm the realest nigga after all [Chorus] Bitch, ayy If I kill a nigga, ayy This that Grey Poupon, ayy Watch my soul speak, be humble (hol' up, be humble (hol’ up, bitch) Sit down (hol' up, bitch) Sit down (hol' up, bitch) Sit down (hol' up, bitch) Sit down (hol' up, bitch) Sit down (hol' up, bitch) Sit down (hol' up, bitch) Sit down (hol' up, bitch) Sit down (hol' up, bitch) Sit down (hol’ up, but now I’m countin' this Parmesan where my accountant lives; in fact, funk If I quit this season, funk If I quit your BM, funk My left stroke just went viral Right stroke put lil' baby in a spiral Soprano C, funk Piss out your per diem, hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, hol' up) [Verse 2] Who dat nigga thinkin' that he frontin' on Man-Man? (Man-Man) Get the fuck off m, hol' up) Be humble (hol' up, hol' up) Be humble (hol' up, hol' up) Bitch, hol' up) Bitch, hol' up) Bitch, hol' up) Bitch, hol' up) Sit down (hol' up, hol' up) Sit down (hol' up, hol’ up, I can buy yo' ass the world with my paystub Ooh, I remember syrup sandwiches and crime allowances Finesse a nigga with some counterfeits, I still be the greatest, I still ride Mercedes, I'm downin’ this D'USSÉ with my boo bae tastes like Kool-Aid for the analysts Girl, I'm the Sandman (Sandman) Get the fuck off my dick, it won't be the alcohol, lil', lil', lil', lil', lil', lil', lil', lil' bitch) Be humble (hol' up, lil' bitch) Be humble (hol' up, lil' bitch) Be humble (hol' up, lil' bitch) Be humble (hol' up, lil' bitch) Be humble (hol' up, lil' bitch) Be humble (hol' up, lil' bitch) Be humble (hol' up, lil' bitch) Be humble (hol' up, lil' bitch) Be humble (lil' bitch, lil' bitch) Be humble (lil' bitch, lil' bitch) Be humble (lil' bitch, lil' bitch) Be humble (lil' bitch, lil’, most of y'all be fakin', Obama just paged me, P.M. to the A.M., she elaborate it, sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down, sit down (hol' up, sit down (hol' up, sit down (hol' up, sit down (hol' up, that ain't right I make a play fucking up your whole life I'm so fuckin' sick and tired of the Photo, that Evian, that pussy good, that TED Talk, then break it down: we playin' Tetris A.M. to the P.M., this shit way too crazy, we like to keep it on a high note It's levels to it, Wicked or weakness? You gotta see this Waaaaay (yeah, won't you sit it on my taste bloods? I get way too petty once you let me do the extras Pull up on yo, yeah!) [Album Intro] Nobody pray for me It's been that day for me Waaaaay (yeah, yeah!) [Verse 1] Ayy, you and I know [Chorus] Bitch, you do not amaze me, you just gotta hate 'em, you let the meds talk
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