Lyrics:
Cuh gang! Cuh gang!
Cuh gang! Cuh gang!
Ooooh!
Ooooh!
Ooooh!
Ooooh!
Cuh gang!
Ooooh!
Ooooh!
Ooooh!
Ooooh!
Down syndrome
Down syndrome
Down syndrome
Cuh gang! Cuh gang!
Cuh gang! Cuh gang!
Ooooh!
Ooooh!
Ooooh!
Ooooh!
Cuh gang!
Ooooh!
Ooooh!
Ooooh!
Ooooh!
Down syndrome
Down syndrome
Down syndrome
with that big dome
Josh Peck lookin' boy with down syndrome
Farmington Hills and you tryna be king
I'll admit it's catchy but rap is not your thing
once imitated in a mirror, so to down syndrome you kneel
The same status I heard the same nothin'
My ears fears the faulty locks tryin' to lock
gum
Mfs say I look like a down syndrome Forest Gump
I guess it cause I try to avoid all of the petty stuff
And I don't walk around off it, smiling just
syndrome down syndrome
What happens when we split the wishbone
And can somebody go get Tony two boats
Down for life bud oh what do I know
Oh I'm so oblivious
Getting down on my previous
I'm serious this syndrome
Getting down on me period
Ey baby I said period
I know I promised you, "ima
شايل الراب من اول يوم
افتكروني Down Syndrome
عشان الراب دا في الجينات
فا كان مزود chromosome
بشرتكوا بيضة زنوج جواكوا
عبيد للمصلحة عبيد للباكو
غدارين
better
More than down syndrome fish
Always laughed when you got mad at me
Cause you followed it up with apologies
I'm just stating facts
It wont hold me
Thug Life
Shit don't stop
Well you're full beside you've had Downs Syndrome, motherfuckers
Weak ass niggas, skanless cunts, fuckin C.E.O.s
Put your
in a flawless
System of a down
Syndrome
Requires
Acts of love
Less is more
Like a bull
Let him loose
In a chinashop
Lift it up
State responds
Taliates
fuckin' retarded, call it down syndrome money (uh-huh)
My cake sick, shit, been diagnosed "Sickle cell bread" (okay)
My revenue stream got a disease like
When I come around it's going down like syndrome
I be on a roll I never tire like Bridgestone
The way that I be dressing you would think I own Wishbone
mean
Just feel that
Thug Life
Shit don't stop
Well you're full beside you've had Downs Syndrome, motherfuckers
Weak ass niggaz, skanless cunts, fuckin
them, the rhythm is cosmic
Nas is divinity, the deity's prophet
Let's all get down and get up
Victims walking 'round with Down's Syndrome, all stuck
'round with Down's Syndrome, all stuck
Fainting, shouting, catching Holy Ghost in church
Scared to do it for ourselves 'less we see somebody doing it
I'm not myself, no
I don't know anymore, no
Someone's doing my job
But it's not me, no
I got imposter syndrome
Keeping me down, keeping me out
'Cause
pada me undo pada the dont be scared pretty lady come with me
Damn bust a U back to the crib I had to take a shit
She got Down syndrome im down too man
date night you pay
Me, I get down, syndrome, bank balance looking bingo
Come on, I'm a star, ask Ringo
Me, I go blind I could cover glass windows
here in the stranger's kiss
Me and Roy, we got a pretty mean posse
With a Down Syndrome Jew from the real estate crew
He keeps me busy with a shift
propagate down syndrome
Give me that Wesson I'll show you
How pointless your poison been waisted so yell timber
Fall now motherfucker for you just break like
big-headed like babies with down syndrome
Is you a playa from the Himalayas with Jerome
This one girl tried to Billy Jean me
But I was wearing two rubbers
guzzle vs, in a bubble gs
All chrome double bs
So on top look like a brother with ds
Down syndrome
But if you want to find me come around wisdom
How do I
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