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XP | Brad Pitt's Cousin Lyrics

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Slick shit man thats all we do hoe
That little homie let me talk my truth
Made an Instagram for my cat
And my cat doesnt even rap
And got more followers than you
Hold up, let me get my cat a bar
Shes filthy, hey Cairo come here baby
Now my cats more famous than you ever will be
I been hustling, you cant tell me nothing
Im Brad Pitts Ugly Cousin
When youre drunk at the wedding, still gon f*ck him

When you see me in the club
Brad Pitt, thats my cousin
Angelina show me love
Brad Pitt, thats my cousin
You got me fucked up
Brad Pitt, thats my cousin
Like you dont know whats up
Bradley, hes cuzo
All my Angelinas if you got it let me see it

Youre embarrassed huh?
Im in Paris bruh
You brought your whole crew
I brought my parents bruh
Every white dude in America went to the barber shop
"Give me the Macklemore haircut"
Australia they heard of me
Germany they heard of me
Japan they heard of me
Its a murder scene you gon learn some thangs
My dick name Ron Burgendy
Im bad news with the pen flute
In a plad suit no can do
No no, I dont work for free
I used to smoke that purple weed
Sip a bunch of purple drink
That shit did not work for me
And now I just sip herbal tea
Im posted at the swap meet in a row
Eatin churches wings so cold
So cold no emergency

When you see me in the club
Brad Pitt, thats my cousin
Angelina show me love
Brad Pitt, thats my cousin
You got me fucked up
Brad Pitt, thats my cousin
Like you dont know whats up
Brad, Brad, Pitt
All my Angelinas if you got it let me see it

Did it by myself, not a little bit of help
Nobody, nobody did nothing I know
On my knees saying God please give me a deal
And God texted me back
Dont be dumb young man, gotta do it yourself
Its up to you to turn the pen into a machete
And make sure that every beat that you meet gets killed
I treat the beat just like a pussy
And I eat it up and beat it up, and leave it fucked
And you cannot compete with us
Im weaving in and out of traffic in a Cadillac
And wait is that us on the radio
Wait, is that us on the radio?
Its what I always dreamed of
Back when I had peach fuzz
Shout out to the homie D
Um, whos D
Deez nuts
Im eating chicken wings and onion rings
If youre wondering, yes I does my thing
And another thing, no puppet strings
Oh the company, we sucker free
I aint trippin on what the public think
Ten thousand we hustling
This shit didnt happen over night
This shit didnt happen suddenly

When you see me in the club
Brad Pitt, thats my cousin
Angelina show me love
Brad Pitt, thats my cousin
You got me fucked up
Brad Pitt, thats my cousin
Like you dont know whats up
Brad, Brad, Pitt


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