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Chased by Pharrell, BigGorilla.com
We've seen the pictures, ain't shit on that Palm
Woulda coulda shoulda.com
K I'm talkin' Ray J
Makin' love to money on da interstate
Can't keep my hands off her we on a dinner date
I'm makin' love to my money shawty keep
shit
(that raw shit)
I like it
(I like it)
I loves it
(I loves it)
Here we go
It's j.a.y l.I.b Dilla dog hold tha track
Hold tha backs like ya
tonight, we gettin off like o. j
And yo I got a dawg that bites, fuck the barking
Yo I got a crew with the beats and the smarts and
I fought my shit up
Got damn this shit is real
Pull up, hop out, fresh fade, my own J's
Niggas talkin' spring water
These niggas lookin' so thirsty uhh
White chokes Band'll
Or is it karma for the shit that both the parents had did?
Ain't embarrassed, where I'm livin' we get merit for kills
From a family of niggas that was
of hit's
Chinese food makes me sick
And I think it's fly when girls stop by
For the summer for the summer
I like girls that wear Abercrombie & Fitch
I'd take
military force, but we don't want ya
Standin' on my roof with the rocket launcher
"So fly like an eagle."
But don't follow us wherever we go
The shit
shit to get your mouth waterin'
On some, "Oh shit" (okay)
Then, then it's, then it's the Method Man
It's like mad different methods to the way I do
It's eight a.m. I roll out my silk sheets
Get fly crash the limo back seats
Lookin' in the faces
Of some ladies that I never met
On the interview
Yeah B
Talk yo' shit
(Partner let me upgrade you)
How you gon' upgrade me what's higher than number one?
You know I used to beat that block
Now
some, bad enough, take some
But watch the gun by my side
Because it represents me and the motherfuckin' East Side
So bow down to the bow wow, 'cause
comes the resurrection
Resurrected like that
I'mma make this shit boom
Get high jump over the moon
Nigga gimme some room
I think I'm finna get in
The zone
on the prize niggas despise tell me she love I know that she lied straight out the gutta got better wit time
No tsa but a nigga get fly
Know Thas is in me
Only
gon' air 'em out like a mattress
Hey, I just took your bitch
Diamonds dance like J-Lo hips
We fly high as shit, 88 gang is reckless
Watch us all get
a chance that they ain't trip
Bang this, this some westside gang shit (Genetti)
Caviar dreams and champagne wishes
Surrounded by 38 double D bitches
You're
lay
Hard from the joint but fly to my heart
I didn't want trouble but the shit had to start
Out with my crew, some punks got loud
Shot gun blasts
because he was way to real
I don't know why but he's just so fly
But I gotta end this story by saying goodnight
shoppin like I dont know where a Target is
swear a niggas draws be on some stupid Neiman Markus shit
(Stupid Neiman Markus shit)
Bring the hook, I think
shit and place it gently on your clit
Ping-pong pussy, wide world the womb
Titties sagging, stomach on some shriveled up prune shit
Too much air in
the fact is I'm a fly bitch
I show that
you motherfuckers would love to hit it and brat know that
some of ya'll give head to quick in the bed
right and you know what's what, uh
You got me on some lay low stuff
You stood by me, all through that J-Lo stuff
Brush your shoulders off girl, go
dick ever since the day I jumped bail
You know lil' bro gon' swing the stick, you try some shit, you gon' fail
I know lil' mama with the shit, I fucked
[Everything I did (All the shit I did) They don't know (It don’t matter- Don’t)]
I gutta hold my own missiles for unknown attacks [They’ll never know]
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