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Hall of Fame Me-Me Video (MV)




Performed By: tampa as in the bay
Length: 1:34
Written by: Timothy Kodner




tampa as in the bay - Hall of Fame Me-Me Lyrics




Can't catch me woah, aye
Can't catch me woah, aye
Can't catch me woah, aye
Can't catch me woah, aye
I just got a dose, though
Like a water cup's full
I just got a dose, though
Like a water cup's full

Can't catch me, woah
You're bad at tag
No graffiti
Sleepy
I make a f*ckboy sleepy
Run up a youngboi imma scootch 'em out: squeegee
Who now
Me, peach fuzz
Do you see?
I'm cereal
Feeling all that be up in yo sleeve
Eat me
Or bite
But, f*ck with the honey get the hive
Buck for the honey, imma keep that mine
In time
Maybe Just-in
Timberlands
Lake
Easy Bake Oven
Blunts
Mediate, make nothing
Zero to the motherf*cking power of something
Alternating currents out this bitch
Duck
I just bust two pringles off these lips
What
Sheet, no gloves, shit
Imma freeze if I grip
Gon' gon' gon' grab hold 'til morning
Respect the f*ck up somethin' quick
I wake up, throw up, feel dead
Vegan cream cheese
F*ckin' sick
Can't, can't, can't, can't catch me
Woah, 5-0
Little trees above my head
Pipe up, Tampa
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Can't catch me woah, aye
Can't catch me woah, aye
Can't catch me woah, aye
Can't catch me woah, aye
I just got a dose, though
Like a water cup's full
I just got a dose, though
Like a water cup's full

Can't catch me, woah
You're bad at tag
No graffiti
Sleepy
I make a f*ckboy sleepy
Run up a youngboi imma scootch 'em out: squeegee
Who now
Me, peach fuzz
Do you see?
I'm cereal
Feeling all that be up in yo sleeve
Eat me
Or bite
But, f*ck with the honey get the hive
Buck for the honey, imma keep that mine
In time
Maybe Just-in
Timberlands
Lake
Easy Bake Oven
Blunts
Mediate, make nothing
Zero to the motherf*cking power of something
Alternating currents out this bitch
Duck
I just bust two pringles off these lips
What
Sheet, no gloves, shit
Imma freeze if I grip
Gon' gon' gon' grab hold 'til morning
Respect the f*ck up somethin' quick
I wake up, throw up, feel dead
Vegan cream cheese
F*ckin' sick
Can't, can't, can't, can't catch me
Woah, 5-0
Little trees above my head
Pipe up, Tampa
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Writer: Timothy Kodner
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