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me)
Versace, Versace
That's me add the three
Got designer all on me
My head to my toes (Uh)
My wrist, my neck, my ears (Yeah)
All on froze
Drop the top,
I'll like as not bend your ear
Don't get me started
I just wanna make one thing clear
I was born in America and I'm proud of that fact
I wish
The shadows flicker by
He's the madcap pusher
Delerium the drug he's dealing
He drops a capsule in your drink
And spikes your dreams with madness
and kill for fun
The microphone goes off
Like a handgun
It's goin' down now
Grab your girl hops
No excuses when the bodies
begin to drop
Look in my face fool
C........................
Hey baby lend me your ear
Am........................
X=mas time is drawing near
F...........................................
Get out your silk jeans
What up?
Baby, where you goin'? Party that way
With your sexy ass, fuck it up
Let me see you wobble, wobble, drop it, drop it, all on me
Baby,
Tryna get both ears froze like Pooh sheisty
I cant be taking no jokes hey
Oouu Drop that
Oouu Oouu Drop that
Oouu Oouu Drop that
Oouu Oouu Drop
Stash Squad Phoenix Gang nigga fuck with me
Bitch
Yoo
It's Kenny Klux representing Bracey Street
My ears starting to bleed so drop down
On your knees you
Muhammad, my man
Going each and every place with the mic in their hand
Oaktown, LA, San Fran, St. John
People give your ears, so I be sublime
It's
[Chorus]
Oh Saturday Girl
Oh Saturday Girl
When you drop by, I want to see you cry
Oh Saturday Girl
When you go through the tunnel of life
You're
more for the road
I got the routine, so drop another nickel in the machine
I'm feelin' so bad, wish you'd make the music pretty and sad
Could tell
Hush my baby,
Don't cry tonight
My ears are sick of that sound
I've been searching
For someone to love
Looks like your all that that I've found.
You fall deeper in the style, it's hard to breathe
The only time I stop is when somebody drop and then
Bring 'em to the front 'cause my rhymes'
down the Crest in a drop top Benz
'Scuse me, I meant in a drop top 'R'
Neighborhood celebrity to the worldwide star
In some lowtop Giuseppes, and I'm
hallucinating?
Girl, you so tone
And I just wanna be bad
Let me see your Secret
Wanna whisper in your ear, come here
Let me work that thang, let me twerk
switch ya flow up it's so monotonous it's my metropolis
I'll drop a 12 on ya so colossus!
My swag plus my drop top yellow jag why they gossip
I'm
You fall deeper in the style, it's hard to breathe
The only time I stop is when somebody drop and then
Bring 'em to the front 'cause my rhymes'
drop the bomb in another line
So take notes and pics but killa don't be rude
If you don't understand that look on youtube
Hari ini katong bikin luda sama
Clutchin' on a blicky, shit is gettin' tricky
People love to diss me
I hear every single thing, man, I'm all ears like I took the fam to Disney
Guess
King Yeah
Go head Drop it Go head Drop it Go head Drop it Go head Drop it Go head
OOOOh
That MLB shit nigga
Go head Drop it Go head Drop it Go head
all the big booty hoes to the front
Bring all the big booty hoes to the front
Gone, drop it, drop it, drop it, drop it, drop it, drop it, drop it, drop
(Beanie Sigel)
Roll a "L" and burn a incent
It's like magic when I invent
This shit that I present
Yo turn my levels up a izinch
And drop
thinking of
Tarantula pop in our ears
Will you hold your corner
Till you drop
Will you be finally counted as a fool
With your head under
21, can you do somethin' for me? (21)
Can you hit a lil' rich flex for me? (21)
And 21, can you do somethin' for me? (21, 21)
Drop some bars to my
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