Lyrics:
combine harvester and I'll give you the key
She made I laugh, haha
I'll stick by you, I'll give you all that ya need
(Ooh ar ooh ar)
We'll have
and reck
(uh, uh, uh, uh)
Ruff Ryders, be on tours for this
All Out, make ya dance 'til ya fall out
So So Def make it hot to death
You ain't platinum
up
A brand new cut for the Hammer to burn up
Suckers gettin' mad 'cause over 20 million sold
And now they try to diss 'cause they can't get gold
I was
Nigga where i come from everybody struggle
How you gone make it out determined by yo hussle
When you make it to the top now everybody love you
When
A from sun to sun and from day to day
I sit down and write a brand new rhyme
Because they say that miracles never cease
I've created a devastating
Check it out, I'm the C-A-S-A, the N-O-V-A,
And the rest is F-L-Y,
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix,
And these reasons I'll tell you
And do a thing but a rock and shuffle your feet
And let it change up to a dance called The Freak
And when ya finally do come into your rhythmic beat
Flamin' close to me How it's supposed to be
Bag a bitch, eat the bitch, she a grocery I can see ya
Sittin' in the nosebleed Sniffin' that bullshit, it's
I'm feeling like sugar cubes in iced tea
Brand new taper with a white tee
I'm feeling like a fresh pair of nikes
I don't give a fuck if you don't
greatness
It's effortless
Oh baby ya better than stargazing
Ladies look up and aspire to you, baby
Ya so brand new but ya tried and true, baby
I was love sick
super star baby we can keep gold
But can a change ya life honey
But you gone have too dance like honey
Girl I know it's sweet like honey
You sure you
forever)
Shmurda, what up, son?
Brooklyn, what up, son? Huh?
Yo, I hit my shmoney dance when I caught the lick
I hit my shmoney dance when I caught ya
traffic autobiographic
Ethnic cleansing benzing lacing
Culture oscars inch by inch Deans and Costners
Who foster my rhythmic memories
Collectible sacks
it easy like Weezy but one letter before F, bless, yes
Can't touch like Hammer, mind your manners, or I'll have ya stammering
Grand s-slamerin-n, fuck
treacherous trio with a serious joint
From sun to sun and from day to day
I sit down and write a brand new rhyme
Because they say that miracles never cease
treacherous trio with a serious joint
From sun to sun and from day to day
I sit down and write a brand new rhyme
Because they say that miracles never cease
be hard to move me
Swizz tha Monster
He could star in a horror movie
I usually, I click fast
And bang ya bitch ass
N ain't nothing change
I got cane
be hard to move me
Swizz tha Monster
He could star in a horror movie
I usually, I click fast
And bang ya bitch ass
N ain't nothing change
I got cane
the meter
Pour me up by the litter
Smoke me up by the reefer
Run it up I don't see ya
Got me up geeking up
Geekin up
Self made I don't need ya
Run it up
I
Shake it til you can't shake it no more
Hands up ya'll
[Doe Mac]
It's a brand new day wit a brand new style
Only 10 years and he puttin it down (Let's
something I can't do
Long as I got me and mine
Never folded, surrounded by bamboo
I had to make me a pine
Girl you grown, you should know what you plan
then i locked eyes with this pretty thang she waved
at ya boy and said hey t-pain
im feelin fresh got the brand new disco ball in my mouth
grabbed her
Milky, and I'm back
My ace in the hole was this brand new track
I'ma slow it up and speed it up and now you're gonna eat it up
Listen
Feeling brand new, fresh fade
Can't look back 'cause we in them days
Where are you at? Way outta the way
Somewhere in the Midwest
Seven-six-five and I live
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