dude

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, dude, yeah, yeah, chillin' in some shorts, sippin' on a cold one, sittin' on the porch, only chopsticks, i don't ever use a fork, go for it, little dork, don't you know, i'm that dude, yo, yo, born from a stork, kung pao chicken, you can pile on the pork, when i get bored, i just call up scott storch, house phone, no cord, of course i'm that dude, cut my hair in two years, drink beer, get weird, get clear advice when my friends tell me get real, no deal, i be sippin' smoothies and shit, gettin' stoned and then i go alone to movies and shit, bolognese, homemade, only played croquet, in a cloak, and like old episodes of soul train, run with the o'jays, whole foods for the groceries, oj, moets, cherries and yoplait, no way, jose, cuervo in a bear coat, hair long, tomatoes, grow my ver' own, barebone, dare you to out-stare a scarecrow, blow whale's airhole, hair like scared werewolf, get down, sheets got a high thread count, red gown, gets drowned out by my med sound, loud, ted talks on the ipad, old search says bang bros. my bad, good weed got be talkin' 'bout deities, aphrodites, sucker for good lighting, and neat handwriting, sorta like calligraphy, trick or treat at 30, dressed up as jackie tree, niggas is clowns, i hand out styles like, i make them at home, beneath my, workshop lights, hundreds of these, it's nothing to me, at home over the stove, makin' these keys, laughin' at these little niggas mimicking me, they slidin' down razor blades, landin' in alcohol rivers, i can't get with 'em, nah, spitta chillin', and i still claim jets at your, motherfuckin', with a batch of pot brownies in the oven and some hoes, comin', same old shit spinnin', just the toilet bowl different, bathrooms bigger, bigger mirrors, hoes seein' themselves in 'em and havin' twisted visions of us livin', coexistin', demolishing my pimpin', none of that asking where i'm going, furthermore, when i'm comin' back, no wine, no top hat, i still pull a disappearin' act, never die, motherfucker, that's what i say, gettin' money out your bitches every goddamn day, homie said he want a show, i want 10 grand, i'mma need 10 more when my plane land, baby never met another nigga higher or hotter, bitch, just hit the weed, don't, ask where i got it, in the presence of these international globe trotters, on the bus ballin' out in different towns with my partners, life