Lyrics:
pretty lady, just suck on my finger
And tonight you're the one to Mamalopinga"
(Female Voice)
¡Ay Ice, qué grande eres!
El señor Mix me mamó y mamó
shots to the cats
Don't lack
Shubz on a Friday pulling up at Jbo's gaff (skrting ay)
2-2 gyal getting moved by 2-2 man (2-2 man ay)
Come off the decks
Don't ever do that I run with two macs
And plus my crew back my every move
I choose givin' crews the blues
I'm open off the Damey
Obey me or get sprayed
the trigger do
Stupid ass nigga you
I'm getting' bigger through
Constant elevation
Stay patient, one day I'll rule the nation
Live on your radio station, locin'
don’t lack
Shubz on a Friday pulling up at Jbo’s gaff
(skurting ay)
2 2 gyal getting moved by 2 2 man
(2 2 man ay) come off the decks if you
Can’t mix
(yeah)
45th Street and blaow-blaow Ave
I done ran through your crew and only let off half, nigga
If you don't live that, you shouldn't say that
flatterin
Switchin the pitch, mixin, there's no need to be stiff in this bitch
Spittin full clips on a mission for bliss when I be rippin this shit
Make it
Wendy Williams, ooh
Catch 'em at the club sipping, fuck around they missing, hold on
Big pimping, iced out my crew now my mission complete
Pimp C, I
First class
Full blast
Smash
Everything, women wiggle that ass
All my niggas analyze the color contrast
Live parallel, bound, shake control that
up six
Friday's the Red Alert radio mix
Then comes the day that nobody plays that
Punishment wish in the crib
Time to go chase the dibs
On a Saturday
flexin', nigga
All this Remy Martin, I might mix it with some Rosay
Heavy rotation on the radio, you get no play
Ball, ball, ball, ball, ball, ball go
Self-made, no flex, ooh
Self paid, no debt, woo
We ain't takin' no bets, lot of y'all full of regrets
Pay me and give me respect
Y'all playin'
son in it
I'm driving down the garden to Toronto home city
With two tings that I partnered up, playing putter and possum
Then I puff with my girls
Watch me teach that old habit - full of havoc
And Ice'll tweak the mix when it statics
People pay
Just to have me stay
And say a verse
I'll freak
dig? In a world full of pigs
Who's coming to pick up all of the kids
Wanna tell 'em don't live like this
Get an ax in the back
Of the ones with
Brought me back some orange juice, two vitamin C's
And the look on my face look like a painful disease
They tasted awful but by that time I had a jawful
just somethin' that I do
Catch me at the party, takin' shots with the crew
My gang full of mystery like Shaggy, Scooby-Doo
Ay, ay, see I'm too nice, I
Probably cause I live by the art of for-keeps
I get indicted after my product's released
We a different form, a different centrifugal force
Every line is
the castro
Im coming through on your wack crew
What you gonna do
Cormega pick the mic come through
Ay yo I get mines
Well enough to be considered big time
My
the real
Speak the real
It`s a quarter after nine on my AM FM
Radio Shack digital motel six o?clock alarm reads
"40, get your ass up, time to hit
a quarter after nine on my AM FM
Radio Shack digital motel six o?clock alarm reads
"40, get your ass up, time to hit the grind
You can`t afford to pass no
things I won't do, live and die by a code
Cover art come from Poland, my bitch Puerto Rican
I'm really the reverend, the rabbi, the deacon
Collateral
to splurge on effects and reverb
Once that cue system shit hit them ears your brain's gonna curve
Drop the mister two inch, half inch for any edits
Radio
On Me
BRILL feat. Keely Ferguson
(Produced by: csar)
(BRILL)
First I get one drink, maybe buy two,
Sip the third drink, fourth one's on you,
Drink
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