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Code money |
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I say Code money |
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Put your Filas on |
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Put your Filas on |
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Everybody |
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Put your Filas on |
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We gonna rock it gonna shock it to the break of dawn |
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You wear a lotta gold but you're eatin' popcorn |
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Always rappin' never, never, rockin' the beat |
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First name is Schoolly, last name is D |
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My deejay's funky |
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I said, "My deejay's funky" |
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I said, "My deejay's funky" |
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My deejay's funky |
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Code money |
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Put your Filas on |
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Everybody |
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Put your Filas on |
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We gonna rock it gonna shock it to the break of dawn |
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I know you're wearin' gold but you're eatin' popcorn |
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Always rappin' never, never rockin' the beat |
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First name is Schoolly, last name is D |
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Code money |
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Put your Filas on |
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Everybody |
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Put your Filas on |
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We gonna rock it gonna shock it to the break of dawn |
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I know you're wearin' gold but you're eatin' popcorn |
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Always rappin' never, never rockin' the beat |
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First name is Schoolly, last name is D |
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My deejay's funky |
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My deejay's funky |
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My deejay's funky |
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My deejay's funky |
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Def and mighty, supernatural rappin' |
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Ace boon coon ski never back-stabbin' |
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Don't give a fuck about what you heard |
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First name Schoolly, last name D, word |
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80 Dollar shirt and my 100 dollar sneakers |
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Gemini mixer and some PB speakers |
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Turnin' out parties everywhere that we go |
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And peepin' all the hoes at the end of the show |
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I say one thing, he says another |
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What's that word you be sayin', muthafucka? |
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I guess it's alright, man, I don't care |
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But I might scare your mama out her underwear |
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Fresh, fres |
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100 Dollar Filas on, it got to be fresh |
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Jammin' to a beat just got to be fresh |
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See a fly young lady, she got to be fresh |
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The things I said to her, you know they had to be fresh |
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I said, "Fly lady, now you got a big butt" |
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Thinkin' to myself, I need to bust me a nut |
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Let's go some place and you give me some smut |
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She looked me up and down, I was out of my luck |
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Man, what the fuck there a whole copy breed |
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And then a pimp pulled up in a Caddy Seville |
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Put my hand on my nuts when I started to ill |
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Nigga saw what I was doin' and he started to chill |
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Didn't wanna be pushin' daisies off some hill |
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So all you mothers and you fathers, with due respect |
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I know you have to worry when I got the kids in check |
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Because the shit I'm sayin', dudel, you did it too |
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I pull a microphone, 212122 |
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Well, I'm a tell you a story never ever been told |
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About the 52-crew, so bright, so bold five M C's with mic's in their hand |
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Could you rhyme with a hell of a man? |
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Deejay Lynn on the mix guaranteed to put you all in a blizz |
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If you're out there dancin' on the floor in the fix |
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I let you all know I'm not talkin' shit |
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'Cause I'm always rappin' never, never rockin' the beat |
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First name Schoolly, last name is D |
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Code money |
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Put your Filas on |
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Everybody |
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Put your Filas on |
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We gonna rock it gonna shock it to the break of dawn |
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I know you're wearin' gold but you're eatin' popcorn |
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Always rappin' never, never rockin' the beat |
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First name is Schoolly, last name is D |
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Ha, we gon' do somethin' for ya you know |
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I got my block hair cut, you know, I got my silk shirt |
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And my Filas on I got my tailor-made jewels |
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There's somethin' I gotta say before I go and it go like this |
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You know we rock, we roll, we jam and we mix |
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And all the other M C's get off of our dicks |
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Because we rock, we roll, we jam and we mix |
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And all the other M C's get off of our dicks |
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Because we rock, we roll, we jam and we mix |
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And all the other M C's get off of our dicks |
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It's that Coqui 900, can I have me a sip |
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Yeah, I get real high, start talkin some shit |
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And if the shit ain't hot, you know that it's it |
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And then I meet a fly lady, you're lookin' real slick |
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And then I take you in the back, I give you a kiss |
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And then I kiss you in the places that I just won't miss |
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Because we rock, we roll, we jam and we mix |
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And all the other M C's get off of our dicks |
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Because we rock, we roll, we jam and we mix |
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And all the other M C's get off of our dicks |
