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Shit Talking Bible

Lucky Dog

Perc 10

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Preppy Gxd Steven - Can't Dance, Still Do the Shit

(Yeah)
(Yeah, imma need like three changes of clothes on a light day)
(Yeah)

(Chorus)
Ayy, I'm preppy and I can't dance but I still do the shit 
I rubber ban to the bank, joined at the hip
My skin is fresh, my hair and smell is clean 
My body is fitted out in preppy shit
White socks past the ankle, I pray, I stay thankful 
Golfing on weekends getting cream with the the gang, that's a crop circle
Clean girl aesthetic only, you're my angels (Charlie's Angels)
I stay collecting cardigans and comfortable sweaters, I can't really dance, I can't tango
I still dance though (still dance though)
I'm preppy God Steven, snap my angles

(Verse 1)
Can't dance but still do the shit
Hot box before I dress to go out to defume the hits
Dry clean fresh, bright colors, like French tips
Shades on my nose, carefree pose, hey dude shoes on my sole (on my sole)
Preppy God right here you've been told
I never fold, visit my backyard party I have a bar in my home
The only person who could top my prep level would be a clean clone
Never a blemish on my cheek or dust on my coat
If the function is rough and dirty I don't go
If the function is rough and dirty I don't go 
I wear boat shoes even when not on my boat
Me and the guys have been popular since middle school football (Thanks coach)
My clout never falling off 
The idea makes me scoff 
Puffing on my corn pipe, gas too clean to even cough
Preppy as hell, clean streak, dropping hits
Preppy God too clean, Steven can't miss
I choose the prep life forever, simple fashion, laid back, cool, crisp
(Crisp crisp)
I choose the preppy shit
(Prep prep bitch)
(Prep prep bitch)
(Prep prep bitch)

(Chorus)
I'm preppy and I can't dance but I still do the shit 
I rubber band to the bank, joined at the hip
My skin is fresh, my hair and smell is clean 
My body is fitted out in preppy shit
White socks past the ankle, I pray, I stay thankful 
Golfing on weekends getting cream with the the gang, that's a crop circle
Clean girl aesthetic only, you're my angels (Charlie's Angels)
I stay collecting cardigans and comfortable sweaters, I can't really dance, I can't tango
I still dance though (still dance though)
I'm preppy God Steven, snap my angles

(Verse 2)
My bars squeaky clean let it dawn on you I'm soaping through 
Never made cash from crime but if I did it would be laundry too
Barely ever wear the same fits, hey that's dry clean only boo
Ironed all my khakis with a crease, my clean style is old news
I'm a problem on this mic, come up and get washed too
Started a couple successful businesses from home, that's a tax cruise!
Every sock of mine is white like snow they slip into my boat shoes
Never needed a tank of sharks to help fund my moves, my dad taught me how to move
Sportin shirts with a collar or crew neck, I'm flushed with dollars
She say she cries cuz my fits too clean, baby shower
Never edgy only straight laced but my tracks still devour
Tied my sweater around my waist, that's model hour (model hour)
Stress free like I eat on gold plates 
Barely through my twenties and I'm retired

Can't Dance, Still Do the Shit

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