Lyrics:
That's Capital and Labors
Florida and Cal
lifornia get together
In a festival
Of oranges and weather
Boston's upper zones
Are changing social habits
And I hear the Cohns
Are taking up the Cabots
Cities are above
The quarrels that were hapless
Look who's making love
St.Paul and Minneap'lis
She gave you a flower
The one that God gave her
You all up in de kool-aid
But you do not know the flavor
Get into the zone baby
And do yourself a favor
Head down spin around
Get a little refried
If that don't get it you can
Flip it on the b side
Just push play
Out of the way
Just push play
They're gonna do it anyway
Just push play
Right away
Just push play
We're comin' at you anyway
Sweet leaf dreamer
You been smoking up the ganja
Damned if you do yeah
But don't get any on ya
Kickin' off the cashmere
Putting on the kasbah
It's a kiss, a diss
And trade it for a coo hah
Just push play
Out of the way
Just push play
They're gonna do it anyway
Just push play
Right away
Just push play
We're comin' at you anyway
Instead of growin' old
All dapper and neat
I'm gonna grow my hair
Right down to my feet
It's you and me baby
No pimp daddy jack
It's Cadillac wack no Cadillac wack back
Just push play
Just push play
They're gonna do it anyway
Just push play
You're alright
Just push play
Everybody's dancing
So DJ
You gotta play anyway
Walk this way
We're comin' at you anyway
Just push play
Out of the way
Just push play
They're gonna do it anyway
S'il vous plait
Right away
Just push play
We're comin' at you anyway
We're comin' at you anyway
She gave you a flower
The one that God gave her
You all up in de kool-aid
But you do not know the flavor
Get into the zone baby
And do yourself a favor
Head down spin around
Get a little refried
If that don't get it you can
Flip it on the b side
Just push play
Out of the way
Just push play
They're gonna do it anyway
Just push play
Right away
Just push play
We're comin' at you anyway
Sweet leaf dreamer
You been smoking up the ganja
Damned if you do yeah
But don't get any on ya
Kickin' off the cashmere
Putting on the kasbah
It's a kiss, a diss
And trade it for a coo hah
Just push play
Out of the way
Just push play
They're gonna do it anyway
Just push play
Right away
Just push play
We're comin' at you anyway
Instead of growin' old
All dapper and neat
I'm gonna grow my hair
Right down to my feet
It's you and me baby
No pimp daddy jack
It's Cadillac wack no Cadillac wack back
Just push play
Just push play
They're gonna do it anyway
Just push play
You're alright
Just push play
Everybody's dancing
So DJ
You gotta play anyway
Walk this way
We're comin' at you anyway
Just push play
Out of the way
Just push play
They're gonna do it anyway
S'il vous plait
Right away
Just push play
We're comin' at you anyway
We're comin' at you anyway
Even if it's home-grown
Yo, you're in the danger zone
("Just lounge, you're in the danger zone" -- Erick Sermon) 8X
Verse Two: Kenny K
On the corner, I see cocaine addicts (cocaine addicts)
Givin static and about to go at it (bout to go at it)
And then you hear somebody holler
(Who was it K?)
I've got sunshine in my pocket, I'm just right here in my zone
I've got Sade in my tape deck, I'm just movin' right along
All these haters really love me, they just pretend that they don't
'Cause I've got sunshine in my pocket, I'm just right here in my zone
In my zone
(Zo-oh-oh-oh, oh, oh, oh)
In my zone (zo-oh-oh-oh, oh, oh, oh)
In my zone (zo-oh-oh-oh, oh, oh, oh)
When I'm in my, when I'm in my
(Zo-oh-oh-oh, oh, oh, oh) in my zone
In my old school bumpin' that "Kiss of Life" beneath the city lights
Caught up in the moment, getting misty eyed
'Bout to give my past life a long kiss goodnight
This dream difficult for me to visualize
And that was real when they said the limit is the sky
But my feets on solid ground, no more stalling now
On the road to get it 'cause, when it rain, it pour
But now the storm finally calming down
Up in my cutlass driving, the sun is shining
My Strange piece studded with a ton of diamonds
I ain't got a bunch of money 'cause it cost to grind
Silly beats being burnt up with my stomach growlin'
In the darkest island, got the heart to fight
I see the stars are bright, they screaming Jonny Valiant
Rappers wanna bite me, they crocodiling
I'll be up in Neiman Marcus smiling
Try to walk a mile inside my J's, playing make believe
You could say that you played in the major league
Wear my heart on my sleeve on the stage and leave
I feel wet from the sweat on my famous tee
I'm never scared, fuck shaking like a maple leaf
'Cause runaways for me is unknown
So I lit up my J, from a kid up was straight
Crown Royal, now I'm in my zone
I've got sunshine in my pocket, I'm just right here in my zone
I've got Sade in my tape deck, I'm just movin' right along
All these haters really love me, they just pretend that they don't
'Cause I've got sunshine in my pocket, I'm just right here in my zone
In my zone
This ain't no ordinary, dog
I was sick of being poor and said enough
Right up 85 North, I never was
Working, breaking down doors and barriers
Still representing Georgia, I'm feeling the support
Spread the word 'cause the more, the merrier
Nobody blowing off the torch I carry
Got annoyed from every time they point and stare and judge
All because I got Jordans on, I got a gorgeous blonde
And my jewelry blinds, I got stupid style
Getting' paid doing music now, I'm putting' huge amounts
Inside a few accounts, I got a crew that's down
In case you wanna come and duke it out
If I was you, I'd throw the deuce and bounce
And we just blew an ounce
My hotel room looking like a hookah lounge
I'm blowing up like a bazooka round
I got booed and bowed but stayed positive
Even when I didn't have a pot to piss in
I was sitting on a bottle steady plotting this
And I'll be fine dining at The Optimist
I got the backseat bass and the lobster bisk
And took a shot of whiskey to the dome
Made a toast to the homies that are gone
Two for the fans and the love they shown
(I'm in my zone) I've got sunshine in my pocket, I'm just right here in my zone
I've got Sade in my tape deck, I'm just movin' right along
All these haters really love me, they just pretend that they don't
'Cause I've got sunshine in my pocket, I'm just right here in my zone
In my zone
My calendar at this caliber's for the life of a bachelor
I'm burning through cannabis canister after canister
Um, so many cameras, they flashing, I never glance at 'em
Lost inside of a landfill of thoughts while watching this dancer
I'm wondering to myself if she's got some booty enhancer
Either way, I feel the deep inclination of putting my hands on 'er
I'm a modern day Galileo who lives in Atlanta
The capital of the ratchets, aristocrats and traffickers
A practitioner, practice until I master it
Passionate 'bout my adjectives, syllables so elaborate
Anything less to describe me is just inaccurate
You're a student of classes in which I am a graduate
Immaculate vernacular, Bat-mobile look like Dracula
Giving these boys the blues while telling these hoes to saddle up
You catching feelings, I think you squarer than Madison, I'm
I'm in my zone, ain't no way I'll ever snap out of it
I've got sunshine in my pocket, I'm just right here in my zone
I've got Sade in my tape deck, I'm just movin' right along
All these haters really love me, they just pretend that they don't
'Cause I've got sunshine in my pocket, I'm just right here in my zone
In my zone
Zo-oh-oh-oh, oh, oh, oh (in my zone)
Zo-oh-oh-oh, oh, oh, oh (in my zone)
Florida and Cal- ifornia get together
In a festival of oranges and weather
Boston upper zones
Are changing social habit's
And I hear the Cohns
Are taking up the Cabots
Taxi men take dimes
And never curse the traffic
While the New York Times
Adores the New York Graphic
Love is sweeping the country
Waves are hugging the shore all the sexes
From Maine to Texas
Have never felt such love before
See them billing and cooing
Like the birdies above
Each girl and boy alike sharing joy alike
Feels that passion'll soon be national
Love is sweeping the country
There never was so much love!
She gave you a flower
The one that God gave her
You all up in de kool-aid
But u do not know de flavor
Get into the zone baybee
And do yourself a favor
Head down spin around
Get a little refried
If that don't get it you can
Ketch it on the b side
Just push play
Fuckin' A
Just push play
Theyre gonna bleep it anyway
Just push play
Fuckin' A
Just push play
Were comin' at you anyway
Sweet leaf dreamer you been
Smoking up the ganja
Damned if you do yeah
But don't get any on ya
Kickin' off the cashmere
Putting on the kasbah
It's a kiss, a diss
And trade it for a coo hah
Just push play
Fuckin' A
Just push play
They're gonna bleep it anyway
Just push play
Fuckin' A
Just push play
Were comin' at you anyway
Instead of growin' old
All dapper and neat
Im gonna grow my hair
Right down to my feet
Its you and me baby
No pimp daddy jack
Its Cadillac wack no Cadillac wack back
Just push play
Fuckin' A
Just push play
They're gonna bleep it anyway
Just push play
Fuckin' A
Just push play
Were comin at you anyway
Fuckin' A
They're gonna bleep it anyway
Walk this way
Were comin at you anyway
Just Push play
Fuckin A
Just push play
They're gonna bleep it anyway
S'il vous plait
Fuckin' A
Just push play
We're comin' at you anyway
Kicks on fire, we walkin out
Nice kicks, got them nice kicks
And that sneaker freak a be ballin out
Yea I said my shoe game cold
Turn over the sneakerhead
Yea, I bet you ain't got these though
Oh oh oh
I got them number 9
Goon blaze concorde number 3's
Upper oh oh oh
Yea I got them 4 piece, all these
Ride round zone with the 2-3's oh oh oh
Yea I said my shoe game cold
Pulled off in an Aston
Ten hoes in a mansion
Only two of 'em natural, other eight all plastic
They don't wanna go to college
But their brain intelligent
Make me wanna do the Heisman
Wanna drink the right medicine
Ball player, ball player
Crib in the Himalayas
Put my bitch in the streets
You put your bitch on the shelves
Big weight, fish scales
Blue bird in the mail
Feelin' like Blue's Clues
Here come the mail, I wanna yell
Yeah, fuck up a check (fuck it up)
I might go flood the Patek
I'm at the jeweler, 200 in cash
I tell that nigga to bust at my neck
I'm with your bitch and she bustin' it down
Bustin' it open, we bustin' at necks
I let it go when I bust in her mouth
She come in the kitchen, you love her to death (ew)
Kickin' that shit like Bruce Lee
Zone, zone, zone, no 2, 3
I won't fuck, her shoes cheap
Stacking that paper like loose leaf
Pull up in the hood, we too deep
Big Maybach, like 'scuse me
My friends they like uzis
I don't play with no goofy's
Hell no!
I'm under pressure
I cant run plays like this
My momma always said
That there'd be days like this
I'm all alone
By the phone
In the zone
Face the storm
Wonderin', if you ever comin' home
I try to run the streets and play
But that feelin' just wont go away
My whole life I'll throw away
To get you back on my team
Damn, why'd you have to go away?
(HOOK)
Leka pahadi swag chela
Tera piche q milla
Chori dudh se gori ye
Thore crazy se hore ye
(Rap Verse 1)
taro bhari rato mai upper pahadi ki
Karna chahun tujhse bht sare Batey ma
Apna in hatho se pahnao tujha pyal ma
Choti se Bindi lagagun tera Mathey_ma
Ye apne mai rahey kisse se baat ni kre
nahi iska koi male friend
Jane kya galat kya sahi ye oro jaise nahi
Ye bandi meri Future In_vest_ment
Jana chahey club ye ladhkia sb
Ma ksam mera zone k wo bhar_thi
Isey ana mera gao mena bola abhi aao
Dikhane hai issey ganga arti
Ye bola abhi na ladhunga kbhi
Har baat teri manu na krunga kbi bhass
Tu pyr mera pahla tu banaegi meri Laila
bool Agar ma banunga Tera qias
(HOOK)
Leka pahadi swag chela
Tera piche q milla
Chori dudh se gori ye
Thore crazy se hore ye
(Rap Verse 2)
Ma raja to nahi par rakhna tuja chahun
Sach mai meri jaan ek Rani ki trah
Ye pyar namak chez ab ghul chuki mujhme
Han ji meri jaan jase pani ki trah
pasand ham dono ki same ha
Jane Rab ka kaisa ye khel ha
Ham dono ki kahani love story nahi
Wo ek prefect fairy tale ha
(BRIDGE)
Kinna Sona hai mukh tera
Ek dum chaad ke hai jaisa
Chham chham krke tera chalna
Humdum humko sang hai rehna
Suwa kinni pyaari hai
Dil tu mujhse haari hai
Byoli tu meri hai
Jeet yeh humari hai
(HOOK)
Leka pahadi swag chela
Tera piche q milla
Chori dudh se gori ye
Thore crazy se hore ye
Just look the other way, I know
If I could resist I would
Be smart and just walk out that door
Or at least I know I should
The minute that you touched my hand
I knew without a doubt
You would have the upper hand
But that's what life's about
And it feels so good, so good,
So good, so good
You make me feel so good, so good
So good, so good
Can't wait to get you all alone
To see what lies ahead
I'll leave behind my comfort zone
And kiss your lips instead
I wanna feel how warm it gets
When your body's close to mine
I wanted it the day we met
And you wouldn't leave my mind
That it would feel so good, so good,
So good, so good
You make me feel so good, so good
So good, so good
You can try to analyze it
Or just accept how you feel
Pinch yourself, look in the mirror
Baby this is real
You should feel so lucky that you're
Only one of a few
That makes me forget everyone else
And wanna be with you
You make me feel so good, so good,
So good, so good
You make me feel so good, so good
So good, so good
so good
[Repeat: x4]
(So good
so good, so good)
You can try to analyze it
Or just accept how you feel
Pinch yourself, look in the mirror
Baby this is real
You should feel so lucky that you're
Only one of a few
That makes me forget everyone else
And wanna be with you
You make me feel so good
(So good
so good, so good,
(so good
so good, so good)
You make me feel so good
(So good
so good, so good,
(so good
so good, so good)
[Repeat: x8]
(So good
so good, so good)
You can try to analyze it
Or just accept how you feel
I could smell it when you got into my car
And we drove to the beach, laid out some blankets
Asked if I smoke, I said, "Only the dankest"
Truth is I don't, the only thing I pop are vitamins
But that all changed right when
She pulled out a backpack
With some drugs I never done before
But I still told her, "Pass that"
I only said it 'cause I'm tryna get lucky
Like a four leaf clover, full disclosure
I'm a lot less cool when I'm sober
Too late to backtrack
So I fake it 'til we're naked, makin' out
I hope she doesn't figure out, maybe through word of mouth
That I'm a mama's boy that doesn't like to leave the house
That every indie band she loves I don't know shit about
But every time she puts 'em on, I tell her play it loud
Laid on the floor next to the sofa
Asked if I drink, I said, "Whiskey and soda"
She doesn't know the only thing I pop are vitamins
But that all changed right when
She pulled out a backpack
With some drugs I never done before
But I still told her, "Pass that"
I only said it 'cause I'm tryna get lucky
Like a four leaf clover, full disclosure
I'm a lot less cool when I'm sober
Too late to backtrack
So I fake it 'til we're naked, makin' out
She makes it hard for me to not stay out past ten
She takes the wildest things that get me out of my head
But my true colors tell me I should run for cover
You don't mix downers and uppers like she loves to always do
She pulled out a backpack
With some drugs I never done before
But I still told her, "Pass that"
I only said it 'cause I'm tryna get lucky
Like a four leaf clover, full disclosure
I'm a lot less cool when I'm sober
Too late to backtrack
So I fake it 'til we're naked, makin' out
[Erick Sermon]
Knick knack patty whack give a dog a bone
Yo, don't give him nothing but a microphone
Don't stop, I'm not finished yet
You said I'm not the E, you wanna make a bet?
Remember this: Lounge, you in the danger zone
I figured you would, now leave me alone
You pick and you wish on a four-leaf clover
To be the E double E over and over
You're intrigued by the way I do my thing
(Do what?)
You can't seize this
When I die, my name'll be worshipped like Jesus
War visual individual incriminate the criminal
My culture nickel put holes in your face like dimples
wake the fuck up or get broke the fuck up
The wisdom we apply Son soak this shit up
If it was sess Son niggaz would smoke this shit up
So wake the fuck up or get broke the fuck up
Brains get unfrozen when they oppose, as we unfold
Futuristic scrolls that was prophesied scriptures
Fitting an untold, I roll with my skull and bones
Made of solid gold, skin is closing up
Approach your home, with a war, Armageddon in my home
Wisdom mind ruler mental intruder
From the tribe of Judah
Devils disappear like they went through the
Bermuda, triangle, erupting on Ryzarector tracks
like volcanoes, so God swear to me
I appear two years sample revolution in the burning cup
Constitution, learned too much, came off must return
Observe the facts, delivered by, blacks
Soon as we unite the sky cracked
A group of UFO's formed a seven in the heavens
God celebrate devils death day signal
Jail let loose the criminals, bystanders died
Waiting for miracles we giving you
Yo wake the fuck up or get broke the fuck up
Yo, I make your heart thump like tree stumps
Be crackin' concrete chumps released once
The Earth shifts, vocal points clips he wrote and missed
Killer vocalist, load his fist blessed with loaded gifts
Golden clips, shotty slipped like psychotic hits
In soldier flicks, who wrote the shit superior
Mines combine the modus click
Enterprise like German spies, keep my eyes on Soviets
Stay Russian my direction I'm wettin' like a leaf bone
Freak poems, seek thrones, to call home where freaks bone
To each his own, chrome zones, be cloned like chromosomes
So the chrome, the golden toned champ whip rollin' bones
Fire's on, blazin' hot trails at night, barren ville
Shotty still collaborating on tracks with Bobby Steels
Generate a mil, Killa Bee law, kill or be killed
Know the ledge, finally, our justice has revealed
Yo wake the fuck up or get broke the fuck up
The wisdom we apply Son soak this shit up
If it was sess Son niggaz would smoke this shit up
So wake the fuck up or get broke the fuck up
The forty third conviction, incarcerated in hell for eternity
But my mentality and chemistry made me celestial through the galaxy
Sparks friction, generating through evaporation
Slay through meditation, your body is now liquidation
Even your hemoglobin is swollen with corrosion
Amputated and rated physical zone disintegrated
That's what niggaz face when fuckin' with the Sunz of Man
Go to the dungeon I could lead a hundred men, with a golden pen
Forced to intercept with the click from Shaolin
Killin' devils, scatter they ashes over the sea of Mediterranean
That's my trademark, PS burned in my victims heart
I be the Star from afar illuminating through the dark
Another burning face of death
The initiation of the Mason, 186 my name's left in the Book of Revelation
Reminiscing about the days, raising hell
Representative of a mind, able to lead a city what technicality of mankind
Mistake trying to keep me behind the closed doors of reality
All three eyes to the revolution can now escape the blind state of confusion
Trials and tribulations of the original nation
Leaves a headache, the only chance of elevation
Unite with the black coalition
Sunz of Man, population click, Wu-Tang Clan
First the Killarmy, eat your skeletons, buried in the Promised Land
My word of flame burn niggas inside their brain
Niggas can't hang with me, and like it changes, uh
Scarface got me on this shit
We laced it motherfuckers in their body and face, uh
Growing thicker, liquor made me daddy and nigga
Niggas don't wanna see me world wide mob figure
M.o.b. and the leaf keep me weeded
Them niggas don't wanna see me when I got weed in my system
Catch another victim, capture bodies
Bring a shottie to the fucking party, yeah
I party all night
I do this shit cause it's wrong but we were born right
And to the niggas in my zone we do it long ways
Till these bitches understand nigga my song pay; cause I'm the man
Now these are my homeboys, we outlaws till the day we die
Keep this shit rough and raw my 45
Make sure that I survive to another day
To bust rhymes which from I get paid
Now that's the end of my freestyle but it was left for dead
But the shit away you can hear it playing, west side
[Chorus: x8]
Freeze like chilly Willy the Eskimo
Vigilante like Steven Segal
Now bust the desperado
You fuckin' with the all time pros
While the zoom lens ammorate niggas from transistor radios
Mission Impossible without expose
Once I diagnose those who be creepin' blow 'em off they tippy toes
Sorry, fake nigga that's how it goes
Sport the suede-front bullet proof vests in case
You complicate my dough
Handle situations pronto
While appearances got you all hearin' this when I be doin' cameos
Shit be Wild Hot like Tabasco
Fuck the fool-ass nigga trespass and caught him in my last zone
Stick a nigga bad like the last hole
Runnin' up on muthafuckas late night jumpin' out the astro
No, No,No,No,No
If you violate I start to dictate just like Fidel Castro
Make you dreadlock yo' afro
And when I'm done I ride of with theme music by my man D'Angelo
We make the shit Wild Hot
[Chorus: x3]
This is SQAD 6 The Remix
And I got Kidd back nigga!
That’s like a million strong
M-Zone - that stand for
Millionaire and Mazant
Label that pussy a controlled substance
Hit it, it feel like I'm high when I'm bustin' (ugh, ugh, ugh, ayy)
Yeah, fuckin' on her like I love her (ugh)
Just 'cause I got somethin' to offer and havin' this flavor, she think I'ma sucker (a lick)
No sleep for days and nights, zoomin' through time, I'm on a upper (so up there)
Back in that mode, belt to they ass like granny, you niggas in trouble (go)
I'm tryna make sure we all gon' profit
I'm tryna make sure you see how I pop it
Maybach truck (skrrt) got hydraulics
I'm tryna make sure you know how I'm rockin'
I'm tryna make sure you know what you doin'
I'm tryna make sure you know we into it
I'm tryna make sure the score on the board
I'm tryna make sure this ho don't record (don't do it)
It's overstood, when you put in work, you gon' get you a jugg
Ferrari SF90, reversed psychology, trunk in the hood (it's swapped)
Just doubled my cup, feelin' good (the Wock')
Smoke a signature leaf, not a 'wood
Ayy, for real, send me the baggy Louis
They didn't even know I had that pull
I'm tryna make sure the bag is full (stuffed)
Picked up a stray, you can have her though (who this for?)
Yea, that real shit
When I wake up in the morning I be blowed
When I’m driving down the streets I be blowed
I mean everywhere I go like
If I do a show like
Everybody owe me, I’m the big macaroni
I turn it up, burn it up, rockin this bitch
Bag full of goodies like my boy Saint Nick
Cranberry mix with the great goo spiff
Put it in the air, nigga light that shit
Baby girl bring a few friends back
You fuckin with a real California mack
Like this, like that
I’mma show you where it at
Act right, kick rocks, bitch this hip-hop
Down in the TO, do it like a GO
My mama call me Snoopy but
My friends call me Leo yes, I’m an indian
Two braids in my hair with a pipe in my hand
I’m endin all the big beefs
Rolling up the big leafs
Sittin on my blown in the
Zone with the big chief
Hip-hopper, rapper dapper
Til the one that a real bitch slapper
Ya did?
I'm fried, yes, fried
I'm fucked up 'bout lil' shorty, she a vibe
I'm fucked up 'bout lil' shorty, she a vibe
I'm fucked up 'bout lil' shorty, she a vibe
I'm fucked up 'bout lil' shorty
Hold a nigga down and she tote my Glock 40
Bust her down, ice her out just like my artists
Every time we link, it's like we throwin' a private party
Yeah, yeah, walk inside the strip club, I'm just a walkin' bankroll
I don't want my old hoes 'cause them hoes all old
Lookin' for that young shit, twenty-four
Baby have buns, shit, I'm bendin' it over
Big pimpin', rockin' with her like I'm Dame Dash
She waitressin' at Starlets, ain't too many I ain't had
She Spanish, she can't call me, "Papi," I make her call me, "Dad"
Her panties off, she come through every time when I smash
She ain't try to charge, but anyway, I gave her a lil' cash
I'm poppin' it off, I'm tryna make her ex-nigga mad
Leaned up, just took two pills, damn, a nigga throwed
Underhand, overhand, the money gettin' blowed
Yeah, I'm fried
Yeah, I'm fried
I just blew a check in the strip club on a Wednesday
I don't care if she ain't goin', I ask her what her friend say
I bet she say, "Comprende"
Yeah, yeah, fried
Yeah, I'm fried
I fuck with shorty 'cause shorty is a vibe
Right
To my left and my right
And my front
I got blunts and I love puttin' on stunts, yeah
Take a shot every day, we gon' get high every day
Told my girl, "I'll be cuttin' off, shorty," wouldn't hit her anyway
Save the day, anyway, then had to make sure she sign an NDA
Pretty girls all across the world, they know sensei
This money got my mind goin', this a tax bracket, different time zone
Drink out the Styrofoam, I ain't never been this high though
I just got my roll on, I ain't popped up like this in so long
I just like to vibe on her, went plain Jane, two-tone
Took a couple uppers, downers, mixed 'em up together
Runnin' through this money like it never felt better
I just went to Cleef and bought the store from overseas
Shorty got me blowin' money fast like Meech
I'm fried, yes, fried
I'm fucked up 'bout lil' shorty, she a vibe
I'm fucked up 'bout lil' shorty, she a vibe
I'm fucked up 'bout lil' shorty, she a vibe
I'm fried, yes, fried
I'm fucked up 'bout lil' shorty, she a vibe
I'm fucked up 'bout lil' shorty, she a vibe
I'm fucked up 'bout lil' shorty, she a vibe
You know
We the best in the business
What you think I mean when I say that
What the fuck you think I mean when I say that, man
We the best in this business
There is no competition for us, man
I can write upper case letter L
I can write lowercase letter l
Uppercase!
L - L - Ladybug
L - L - Lion
L - L - Leaf
L - L - Lemon
Oh!
[Erick Sermon]
Knick knack patty whack give a dog a bone
Yo, don't give him nothing but a microphone
Don't stop, I'm not finished yet
You said I'm not the E, you wanna make a bet?
Remember this: Lounge, you in the danger zone
I figured you would, now leave me alone
You pick and you wish on a four-leaf clover
To be the E double E over and over
You're intrigued by the way I do my thing
(Do what?)
Slatt)
Put my glasses on, I can't see these bitches (yeah, okay)
I'm in the twilight zone, nowhere near these niggas
I'm in the twilight zone, nowhere near these niggas
They can't understand me, I'm talkin' hieroglyphics (yeah)
They can't understand me, I'm talkin' hieroglyphics
I feel like Morpheus, I feel like Morpheus
I got my whole gang on some other shit
I done changed my swag (what?
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