Lyrics:
I've written you a song
A beautiful routine
I hope you like it
My technique can't be wrong
I learned it from the screen
I hope you like it
Maybe she will do a bit of spying
With micro cameras hidden in her hair
I guess regina's on a plane a Newsweek on her knees
While miles below
[Chorus: x2]
She got some micros, she got a weave wrap
She got it locked up I can smell the beeswax
Now let me pull ya hair(pull ya hair) 3X
[Verse
technique vieille de mille ans
Je défend l'honneur de l'école du micro d'argent
Expert du style de l'homme ivre, je me saoule de musique
Avant de sauter de
"-Je pense que tu connais
Notre technique de base
Maintenant je veux t'enseigner
Une autre technique cette technique
Exigera de toi en plus du corps
haut tu m'appelleras
J'prend le micro j'ai la technique j'suis tacticien
J'prend le micro j'ai la technique j'suis tacticien
Sur des instrus j'fais de la
I've written you a song
A beautiful routine
I hope you like it
My technique can't be wrong
I learned it from the screen
I hope you like it
time to spare, money on my mind
Like hair like a flight of steps
All a nigga get is stairs big bag of green
Looking like a pear when I hit a club
I'm
expect?
I don't know
I don't care
I won't fall
I won't stare at a ho, less I know that I'm going to the mo-
T-t-tel, 'cause I'm lousy, technique is
I'm bouncin' off the walls (I'm bouncin' off the walls)
No, no, no, I'm not your plastic doll (I'm not your plastic doll)
I've got blonde hair
la répétition
Détenteur d'une technique vieille de mille ans
Je défends l'honneur de l'École du Micro d'Argent
Expert du style de l'homme ivre, je
passé de mes nuits
Les recoins de ma vie, les lieux de ma jeunesse
À rechercher sans fin les pourquoi, les pour qui
J'en suis souvent réduis à haïr mes
And he said "you won't believe us
When I describe to you
The private parts of Michael Eavis"
It's just Michael Eavis and his micro-penis
It's like
'Cause this is not a passenger line
Everybody's read
A luccid like attune to a choir
A house on to church
Expanding candle necklace of hair
Of snow
cold stares
Any last prayers
Yo, Yo, concrete techniques, bomb beats and cause causalities
My facalty, hold it down like gravity, rapidly
then her friend assist her
I mean her bitch she never met, her best friends or sister
I leave the pussy micro soft like windows vista
Young Tunechi,
certain broads double dutch this
They carve it in they wrist, pales berry blazes
Straighten the crumbs left on the stove, clothes in my lady hair
Plus
champagne get it, that's the ticket
Solid nines sounding like crickets snatching worker shipment
Pull her hair, long dick it, we talk right before we left
I've written you a song
A beautiful routine
(I hope you like it)
My technique can't be wrong
I learned it from the screen
(I hope you like it)
I
motherfuckin' brother wise
You know what I'm sayin? Teachin' the uncivilized
Yeah, runnin' the streets, know it's deep
Word up, check his technique, yeah
I be
a motherfucker like a plastic spoon
I got the looks that make your hotty stare
I keep a shotty near
It's the nigga with notty hair who Gotti fear
Tracks I'm know
motherfuckin' brother wise
You know what I'm sayin? Teachin' the uncivilized
Yeah, runnin' the streets, know it's deep
Word up, check his technique, yeah
I be
Technique flow
Tech N9ne’s, tech decks
Fingerboards - flip a bitch
Thailand - pick a bitch
It's my land, I take a shit anywere
Skat and piss, Lazereth king
I packed up boxers and socks.
And had a bagel with some lox
But if I'd known she would be there
That girl with chopsticks in her hair.
So do you come
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