Lyrics:
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Need the Off-White with the blue tag on
Fuck it I'mma make a new rap song
Beatmaker saying it's who's rap song?
Fucking producer wants
week my girl was stressin' me
Now her best friend be undressing me
Well I was loving her by the moon ray
Now I'm tricking on her like Kinte' (c'mon)
afraid at our snarls
Thank God we didn't get beat by the Red Hot Karls
I care about culture of my squad
But after praccy I'm a really need to stretch my
understand? Made a hunnid
Bands while I dance yeah, I think I'm gonna
Need more rubber bands, go to France
I might take a chance, but you ain't my mans
Tell
don't invite in,
But since we got a like friend I could get you like, 10"
I told him I could move like 10 by nights end
Put the white over the plate,
I got racks in the middle like a white man
I don't need no hype man, better get it right man
I got racks in the middle like a white man
I don't need
To the rhythm of the boogie, the beat
Now, what you hear is not a test - I'm rappin' to the beat,
And me, the groove, and my friends are gonna try to move your
Pill like white Patron, I can see it, you conceited
Talkin' on the phone, and yeah, my tone mischievous
Plastic or the chrome, whatever we need to keep
dead to me
I've been sleeping with the enemy
Should keep your best friends close by
Should keep your best friends close by
You should keep your
don't know the secret
I need this bad cause I feel like I'm bleeding
I'm going too crazy it's Matt Nice season
I got a good heart I had to leave her
I got
What I speak, I write
I need it like, you need it like
Like we need it right?
Don't do it for top ten or radio
Hope 'fore I drop dead, I save my
Now I feel the sun
Now she feel the breeze
Now she on her knees
Buzzing like a bee
Count up by the threes
This a lemon squeeze
I make lemonade
Came from
little Saint Nick, get the fuck up off my dick
(I need to eat some meat, I need to have some roast beef)
Sittin' by the Christmas fire
You know I ain't no
make it to the Army or the Navy
Real spit, I used to live my low paid life
That's why I need my whip Cocaine White
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Pulled up to the dealer,
true to the man upstairs
I'm in the eastend like I was Patrick
Match fit now I'm with the Lord I'm scoring Hat tricks
Upfront I don't Need no Practice
back so alive
you were so open
someone i didn't talk to much
not really talk
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though travelled side by side
we cried for mango
you were so open
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(Tellin' your body to come along, but white lines blow away)
Ticket to ride, white line highway
Tell all your friends, that they can go my way
Pay your
I got on white shoes
White shoes
(White shoes)
White shoes
(White shoes)
White shoes
I left the roses by her feet why did no one tell me she was
(You know um)
(I know we've been friends for a while and all but)
(Tell you the truth)
(I mean)
(I just got these feelings inside I just need to get out)
Pull up with my dog
What up Duke
Pull up with my dog, Johnny Test
Twin choppas by my side, Johnny Test
I been mixing up the potion, Johnny Test
I
Bad man I'am not owned by no white man
Bad man dressed in all black like I’m batman
Whipping da white like I’m tryna get payback
For what the white
Hyde
All songs written and performed by Porno for Pyros
(c) 1992 I'll Hit You Back Music/Virgin-EMI Songs BMI
Lyrics Reprinted by Permission. All Rights
type I'm just side nigga (side)
Fake friends I cut off snake friends
Only family around me that's tribe nigga (fam)
FreeLyfe we outside nigga
It's
dandruff double-stuff
Me and Matt finna put it in her guts
Smokin' the ganj' up in the lodge
Your broad chained up in the garage
I think I'm sly; facetime
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