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Albums:

Merry Christmas from Kapena (Kapena) · Stylin' (Kapena) · Kapena Collection (Kapena) · DoublePlays: Stylin' Up/Come My Way (Christine Anu) · Kapena Collection, Vol. 2 (Kapena) · Stylin (Tom Morrell) · Original Stylin' (Three Times Dope) · Kapena and More (Kapena) · Stylin (Shad) · Kapena Is Da Crew (Kapena) – and 90 other albums »


likes to make it known Strong Island stylin 
For a while, so do that dance 
(Are you rockin the spot?) Yes I be 
(Showin others they do not?) Yes I be
with a ski mask, that is my crook look
How you like my stylin', bruh? Ain't nobody stylin', bruh
'Bout to turn this mothafucka up like Riker's Island
now when I come through I'm stylin' on 'em
It's like I got hotter than islands on 'em
They say she got colder than igloos; Did she?
I'm in a GT, she
the wake of the walk, I know you feel me
My crew might be sway, yo, but I can see you clearly
Smilin', while you robbin' me for my stylin'
You need to stop,
Want that bush, heard you're from Flatbush
Ran after ya, caught ya
Brought ya to Long Island, stylin' for a while
In my hut, I was on a cut for a peck
to 

Because I'm number one, competition is none 

I'm measured with the heat that's made by sun 

Whether playin ball or bobbin in the hall 

I just
ever-so-shyness
Want that bush, heard you're from Flatbush
Ran after ya, caught ya
Brought ya to Long Island, stylin' for a while

In my hut, I was on a cut
can find Us

We live in brooklyn

Coney island's buck whiling and we b-boy stylin

We live in brooklyn

Yeah, on the spot we hustle cause like th-that
by sun
Whether playin ball or bobbin in the hall
I just writin my name in graffiti on the wall
You shouldn't have told me you said you control me
to Boys Island
Mother fuck all the stylin'
Keep the hundred pallet or either sign that shit
Y'all niggaz pay attention on ever rhyme I wet
Is time legit
solids; whips, no milage
At the bar, three iced teas, Long Island
I stay stylin', boo stay fair with weed
In the V lane, 3 switchin' up with speed
I'ma
to 

Because I'm number one, competition is none 

I'm measured with the heat that's made by sun 

Whether playin ball or bobbin in the hall 

I just
to 

Because I'm number one, competition is none 

I'm measured with the heat that's made by sun 

Whether playin ball or bobbin in the hall 

I just
the islands
Buy a nigga anything he want, two 15's in the trunk homeboy I'm stylin'
Riding by them, fake niggas don't like him
Real ones get inspired
By
have the whole warehouse, ladies Sean John

And on the 14th I'll buy the whole island
Name it after Champagne and call it Chris Stylin' (Cerock)
say she do whatever I say
Got a cousin named Shanee who loves to play
Doin' it "My Way" like Usher Raymond
A bad chick
From the Camen Islands
it
The one stealing TV?s at the Rodney King riot
Guns on salas, whips no mileage
At the bar three iced teas, Long Island

I stay stylin?, boots stay
to 

Because I'm number one, competition is none 

I'm measured with the heat that's made by sun 

Whether playin ball or bobbin in the hall 

I just
Once upon a time, not long ago
When gangstas rocked waves sold dope and sniffed lo'
There was a young G by the name of Shyne Poe
Puttin' it down,
have the whole warehouse, ladies Sean John

And on the 14th I'll buy the whole island
Name it after Champagne and call it Chris Stylin' (Cerock)