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Haiti Diasporap Volume 2
Cliowen nouvel album
Haha!!!
Written By: Clifford Wendy Odige (Cliowen)
Mixing & Mastering by: Jdkey
Label: Prototype
Track: “Toddlers (prod. Bri Crisp)”
Artist: Bri Crisp & The Sargent (as Young Associates)
Album: “Summer Solcrisp: Vol. 2”
Year: 2020
[INTRO: SAMPLE
That's why I put it in the hook
Don't Come Outside, Vol. 2
January 10th, nigga
You know the vibes
Check me out on that Gyro Magazine, too
Not GQ, Gyro
riding on the side?)
Yeah they running on the side!
Take two and pass it, it will not burn you
From the Long Beach chronicles to the Wall Street Journal
spitter with a pro black agenda
Supported by the black referendum
And this only a sliver of the splendor
Homie it's the sensei
A dope boy with a flow no lo
This is your album, so that means you definitely got to get funky, so run it
[The D.O.C.]
Swinging, singing a brand new rap
On a rhythm concocted by
(Pimp): That nigga wasts the honey
(Pimp): All we want is the money
(Pimp 2): I keep em' bro. Wake up one morning, and, with some money
Yo, shout out to everybody that worked on the album
You feel me, son? Yo, shouts out to Ty Dollas
Shouts out to Hodgy Daddies, shouts out to Left
Life runs on no excuses
Everybody will want to hear this music
We all wanna hit the beach n surf
I tell you no man, it's time to work
Nowadays we all
lucky)
Funny watchin' two niggas beef that could hardly fight
Like Soulja Boy gettin' pepper sprayed by Charleston White
Can't forget about the Super
cremo els albums i pum
this is my room
si et dic que no entris, doncs surt
imposes only your true
al voltant tinc murs x2
i no em coneixen, sóc Santa
of the city
Came out, you lookin' pretty
Fenty two-piece on you, that bottom is not a mini
Hot Girl Summer shit but you 5'5"
Might not be stallion, but you fine
you on my level?
Boy nah, nah, nah
I slide in, I slide out, I slide back in, Yah
I been spitting bars
And you know they're on par.
(Verse 2)
Moving
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
ain't done brah"
"Okay, you're confusing me
I always see you in the hood
But you look like them white
Boys from Laguna beach
So what are you? A Thug
don't shoot anymore
My deal got signed so the spirits all up
We shot the album front cover up by the shops
We just wanna rep the manor right, give it
funny
[Chorus:]
Bad ass strippa in an escalade jump out the trunk im in San Tropez
Boys on the beach and they wanna play so i strip off into burberry
Bad
Posed to be saving this money
I'm spending this money n taking these trips
Ain't got no Ls couldn't get me a rental I'm riding in Uber's n Lyfts
I'm
T on the mic, TopGunning
After your neck, checkin' respect, makin' you sweat
Rhyme Syndicate boy, in effect
The rap motivator, teacher, talker, night rhyme
immortalized by these glorious rhymes
The notorious mind
The story goes on and on and on
Chilling on a chair out here on the beach
I ain't go to worry about no
runnin' on the side
Take two and pass it, it will not burn you
From the Long Beach Chronicles to the Wall Street Journal
They all know the G with
Secret animosity the problem
Niggas scared to solve em
Ian got no opps n i put it on my momma
If you got beef wimme lil boy you don't want no drama
poppin' (Facts)
Can't forget show stoppin'
Dope smokin' dope countin' (Oowoo!)
Three clap Surf City gang slidin'
City of the Crips by the beach (Go!)
This
the rain in the sky
Who am I?
A.T.
Hit 'n' run on the same week
Broke boys trying to stay cheap
I'm ink 'n' paper I'm chasing
Like most of y'all saying
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