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got class like pink champale MCA grab the mic before the mic goes stale Don't test me, they can't arrest me I'll fake right, cross-over and shoot
got class like pink champale MCA grab the mic before the mic goes stale Don't test me, they can't arrest me I'll fake right, cross-over and shoot
of Miller nips Pink Champale, Ballantine Ale Ballys on my feet help me balance out well That and the shit I used to balance on the scale I got it honest
champale Now I'm in Anguilla on a ship that sails Out the St. Maarten got them bricks in them mail I don't play with the money cause the bread get stale
Champale Little pink joints being lit up on the side Couple niggas had two fives Other than that, cleared a circle in the park and shoot 5 Girls wore
and blond with ass, like that girl in Splash Ain't life fantastic? Switch-gender spastic Impale the she-male, down some more champale Bombay chicken
us on the be -Q-E, just to get a taste of that greenery We took our smoke out to Coney Island, posted up by the Himalaya Pina Colada champales
noche durmió y madruga Te conquista, sol y sangre Los palos secos son manos Que ruegan ser lo que antaño Están teñidos los champales.
Champale all on my sleeve I used to trap rain sleet hail all in the sleet That boy got caught slippin' should've wore him some cleats These niggas be all
and Samuel Sipping Champale and party Harder than Manziel vodka and tonic got me Thinking like Prophet Muhammad I'm not an Islamic I'm a Product of copping
champales Raíz de palo santo Hueso de algarrobo Verde y animal Fantasma vestido Lenta amarilla y negra La curiyú retuerce al quieto guayacán Así me enredaría
on a purple haze Freixenet, Korbel, Moet Buckets of champale and that's a bet Quick fast, home runs in hurry My mellow my man and that Champagne Jurrry Catch
on the highest end My wicks flow like a cape in the artic wind I turned FL into a condo I poured champale onto the marbel Ain't try to riz your girl was being
The yak is smooth, you niggas champale She sipping the imperial rose You're down listening to the trillest with the miracle flows I mean you really here
the clientele Who say, Adrock, you rock so well I've got class like pink champale MCA grab the mic before the mic goes stale Don't test me they can't arrest me
greenery We took our smoke out to Coney Island, posted up by the Himalaya Pina Colada champales mixed with Dani' That's St. Ide's in dunn lingo Spillin'
the Champale Now I parallel, my skin complexion caramel Hopped on the saddle rang the cattle bell, the battle was hell The crack and heroin's for sale
us on the be -Q-E, just to get a taste of that greenery We took our smoke out to Coney Island, posted up by the Himalaya Pina Colada champales
and blond with ass, like that girl in Splash Ain't life fantastic? Switch-gender spastic Impale the she-male, down some more champale Bombay chicken
come down and punch me And we can drink his four-pack of champales Expect a visit from Fudgie the Whale Ice cream and crunchies in his fudgy tail
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