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Abe Lincoln Video (MV)




Performed By: Swaggedy Andi
Length: 3:09
Written by: Andrea Urioste




Swaggedy Andi - Abe Lincoln Lyrics




Plain Lincoln
Brains out like Abe Lincoln
You ain't thinking
Crazy bitch yah brain tripping
Ya game isn't
Slipping like a transmission
I'm- not- who- you- think I

Now who you really think you f*ckin' talkin' to
Pullin' in my hand like I'm your mother f*cking boo
You paint a picture of me
I'll paint a picture too
The painting on the wall depicts the F*cking dick in you

Arrogant pent up you bottled baby
Half a man ain't called your mama lately
Band stand, saluting at the flag daily
Ain't trying to gas you up
Cuz you ain't hit the throttle lately
Straight leaning bottle in your pocket baby
Fresh fetus 16 oz he bottle crazy
Dead beat family feeding your mouth daily
Piece of shit, you ain't even manure baby

I don't think that you do
(What it is and what it do)
Feel the way that you
(I'm catching feelings like a flu)
Swear that you do
(Sometimes I think that you're insane got a problem with your brain)

I don't think that you do
(What it is and what it do- it ain't really what you think)
Feel the way that you
(Im catching feelings like a flu- just cause you offered me a drink)
Swear that you do
(sometimes I think that you're inside gotta problem with your brain)

Cake and threads
Head gone
Marie Antoin- and yet
You try to buy my love
Plain check
Fish line
Spend your net
But you can't catch me guy

Now who you really think that you be messin' with
I ain't ya mama
Ain't ya maid
For this messy shit
Call you out your name when I be speaking bitch
These days that's my only f*cking language
Because you be fussin' and fighting
And I'm trying to tell you that you ain't wifing
But you keep coming
You keep calling
But f*ck all that noise
Cuz I ain't falling

Two brains two bottles of Clicquot
Bottom to the top
Now he feelin fenito
Wasn't sippin the same
Yet he thinkin we equal
But the sum ain't chumming
So divided is how we go
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Plain Lincoln
Brains out like Abe Lincoln
You ain't thinking
Crazy bitch yah brain tripping
Ya game isn't
Slipping like a transmission
I'm- not- who- you- think I

Now who you really think you f*ckin' talkin' to
Pullin' in my hand like I'm your mother f*cking boo
You paint a picture of me
I'll paint a picture too
The painting on the wall depicts the F*cking dick in you

Arrogant pent up you bottled baby
Half a man ain't called your mama lately
Band stand, saluting at the flag daily
Ain't trying to gas you up
Cuz you ain't hit the throttle lately
Straight leaning bottle in your pocket baby
Fresh fetus 16 oz he bottle crazy
Dead beat family feeding your mouth daily
Piece of shit, you ain't even manure baby

I don't think that you do
(What it is and what it do)
Feel the way that you
(I'm catching feelings like a flu)
Swear that you do
(Sometimes I think that you're insane got a problem with your brain)

I don't think that you do
(What it is and what it do- it ain't really what you think)
Feel the way that you
(Im catching feelings like a flu- just cause you offered me a drink)
Swear that you do
(sometimes I think that you're inside gotta problem with your brain)

Cake and threads
Head gone
Marie Antoin- and yet
You try to buy my love
Plain check
Fish line
Spend your net
But you can't catch me guy

Now who you really think that you be messin' with
I ain't ya mama
Ain't ya maid
For this messy shit
Call you out your name when I be speaking bitch
These days that's my only f*cking language
Because you be fussin' and fighting
And I'm trying to tell you that you ain't wifing
But you keep coming
You keep calling
But f*ck all that noise
Cuz I ain't falling

Two brains two bottles of Clicquot
Bottom to the top
Now he feelin fenito
Wasn't sippin the same
Yet he thinkin we equal
But the sum ain't chumming
So divided is how we go
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Writer: Andrea Urioste
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