Lyrics:
Tell em shake it, (shake it), shake it,(shake it), shake that healthy butt
Baby got back
(LA face with the Oakland booty)
Baby got back
(LA face with
side
You changed up on the team you not the guys
And I can't believe it took you to be cashier to come to ya cents
Fish bowl window on the coupe but it
EL1X :
You dont live the life
That You Sing
What are you saying and talking to me
A las bases no adaptas
De nosotros te copias
No nos podes superar
Rock like Zep
Pull up Patek
Run up the checks oh
Bobbing ya neck
We came with the vibes
Rocking the set
Running the night
Running the X
Doing
bye, adios
Bye adios
Wasn't nice to meet ya
Idgaf bout y'all like
Hasta la vista
Windows xp or
Vista
Cocoa not coffee
No barista
And idk what you mean
remover, and yes
That baby Tec it got the cooler (brr)
Them hollow tips, they get to popping thru ya
Take my shooters out to eat
The waitress bringing
just something to do
Young bull, I'm an animal
She swallow my kids, young Hannibal
Lector, if your homegirl fine I might let ya
Gotta have good brains,
Chorus X2
Everybody’s got the same damn 24 hit the ground running’ keep em comin’ I ain’t gonna slow up
The names suse nice to meet ya when I greet
fucked they bitch, it is what it is"
I Love Champagne
JETWAY
You got on designer I hope That its bulletproof
It's Jetway nigga who is you
I'm fucking ya
HEEEYIIIIIIIHIIIIIII
WIRI WIRI JARI NDARI
NDARI SOREETUL BUM LA TAXXA BAYI (4x)
Yeah
Flipmode, y'all, what you talkin' 'bout? (Left)
De La, y'all, what you talkin' 'bout? (Left, right, left)
Whatchu talkin' 'bout?
Yo, you
Too many snakes in the grass
Awareness increase by a ten fold
Don’t ever let yo guard down
You might get hit in the temple
Don’t waste time slowing
Put some honey and ginger in your hot water
Let it steep for 10 minutes and then you gotta
Put som 2pac on the boombox
Biggie with the ''who shot ya
I’m broadcasting loud like Martin on the balcony
Blood of a martyr, and props to Sadat X and Common
One-Nine-Nine-Nine, a time when MCs was rhyming
plot ya way
We came ready with the ammo God and my gun tell my enemies to come and play -C'est La Vie!- OBAS
tryna talk to me on the low
These hoes be free they go where they go
9 times outta 10 ya girlfriend a hoe
Been in my glow
Flexing a lot but ain't doin'
(anything)
But the life that he lived was a nightmare, I swear
It wasn't clean, he was blinded by the cream
All the murderous capaz, the trips to Las
on the internet
Now you want to get outta ya deal (Fuck you talkin' 'bout?)
Don't let this rhyme change how the way you feel
Naaah, don't be mad 'cause it ain't
abuse your every blessing, go say another pray-er
Still on the first floor, I take you a level higher
Your Miss O'Hara a la sweater smear off your
en nadie confiar
tengo heridas que nunca van a cerrar
apartate que con tigo yo no quiero estar
no es x ti es x mi y mi bienestar
ya no vivo en lo
capullo,
the world go by,
try to be now,
si te ronea con las letras well done.
Para despegar be like a star,
el cambio no llega si no hay qué cambiar.
Hay
Succeed with the breed of the brothers on your back
It's the crème de la crème, and you can bounce with that
It'll take a minute, rice, so take my advice
Succeed with the breed of the brothers on your back
It's the crème de la crème, and you can bounce with that
It'll take a minute, rice, so take my advice
land split Sanchez
Another grip by lif, that's M-R to the L-I
Leave niggas near far for rippin' tongues soft
Searchin' for the center of ya frame,
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