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Smacc dat ass she get litty
I'm tryna get up in it
Just keep dem out our business
What ya want? come by ya self you might get a low deal
(Get funky)
I'm droppin science
[VERSE 4]
The Vernon Posse along with me Craig G
Is gonna rock it till the crowd begs me
(Get funky)
I'm droppin science
[VERSE 4]
The Vernon Posse along with me Craig G
Is gonna rock it till the crowd begs me
Yeah I see that, feels good around here
Craig David
All my ladies
Big Narstie
It's about to go down
Ladies
That garage sound
This is for my
is I Am
No I don’t deserve this
Neither do I want it
Supposed to be the hunter
I am the hunted
I am the haunted you steal my sleep
But I’m still
Yeah yeah
I'ts DJ Speedsta baby
Shout out to Yung Swiss one time
It's that David Genaro remix
David Genaro gettting Robert de Niro
I think I'm David
Rewind the clip
Yeah, I'll start by taking back
It's Spring of '17
Sitting shotgun there in my car
You said celebrities are sad, no matter how big or small
(get back on Kelis)
Oh yeah Kalis, this is what I want you to do
Get on your knees, face me,
I got a milkshake for you and its tasty
Just like your
park and chill
In this lot where you can do me
She like what do you mean
Craig ain’t wanna talk
He forced himself in between
Sarah yelled and scream
It
Yeah I see this, feels good around here
(Craig David)
All my ladies
(Big Narstie)
It's about to go down
(Ladies)
That garage sound
This is
East Coast, West Coast organizin'
Steady risin', money sizin'
What we specialize in
The fame in the rap game we all want it
In fact by now I hope
Shon Don
Tasha Hayward, April Rooment, kori Lewis
Ziffren Brittenham LLP: David Byrnes
Matt Johnson, Irina Volodarsky
Stephen Espinoza, La Chanda
Woods,
Denny walley (slide guitar, vocals)
David logeman (drums)
Craig steward (harmonica)
Jimmy carl black (vocals)
Ahmet zappa (vocals)
Moon zappa (vocals)
his birth placenta,
but David didn’t cry! He knew it was just the first call from the outer world's sea… oh!
David was called by the sea..!
All this
grotesque, fuck it, girls still rub my chest
I'm G with James Brown, "Give it Up or Turn Me Loose"
I'm terror on the red lines, prank phonin Zeus
Craig
inside of me
Now this is my delivery
Whatcha gon do
When my album drops
And it's hot as fuck baby
Whatcha gon do
When it's in ya headphones
And you
Craig david & mark hill
Oh...oh...ah...yeah
Girl when you call me on the phone
Said your all alone
I said that you could drive by my way
Said I was
freestyle
That's why it's a free-style
Woo, Y'all know
This is the outro of the album y'all
I finna use 5 minutes
To explain myself y'all
You know the thing
got a technique that'll
Give twelve a hundred
Now the tables turn, to whom it may concern
I used to control more
Shooters than David Stern
With Lucifer,
right
The guy who wrote it, yo, his album dropped last night
My pockets on Slim Fast and Jenny Craig
The same clubs and restaurants that kept me well
And ironically, when you do it that way
More people end up saved
I paved my way by scrapin' it
You ain't never seen a nigga
Like me, if you did
I guarantee they was
you do with a trend when it's worn off
Y'all only worried about what people be like
And a nigga change himself all because of what she like
People
mybroe
I bring life to the booth
Kill a mic when I recite the truth, ja
MC by trade
I let my rhyme play
From Saturday to Friday
I have to do it my way
Step
(Get funky)
I'm droppin science
[VERSE 4]
The Vernon Posse along with me Craig G
Is gonna rock it till the crowd begs me
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