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Black Walt told me if you wanna bonafide bangayou gotta start with a hard ass kick and a snare (yea) |
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Add some dope ass music around and a hard |
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MC and you got[Verse 1: Tech N9ne] |
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Every night, it seem like we celebrating birthdays (hoooooo!) |
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Cause rappin on planet |
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Earth pays |
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Smelling like versa (chaa) or is it |
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Versace?You got me sloppy from popping this oxys and shots of saki, copy (chaa) |
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All you ladies in here, |
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I am sharing wood (chaa) |
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I just, wanna lay between ya and ram square into it (chaa) |
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Cause, when it come to women, ya man |
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Aarons good |
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I done been inside-a more woman than planned parent hood (chaa) |
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I got more bottles, than new born babys, for youporn ladies |
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I want you drink up till you horn crazy and rape me (chaa) |
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Till im lazy and achey (chaa), wanna get shady and tape me? (chaa) |
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Okay baby lets say we tape me inflating your trakey (chaa) |
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Im just partying |
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I ain't letting the tool spit (chaa) |
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I ain't tryan have you haters layin below the pool pit (chaa)40 acres and mule sit, in my garage with a cool kit (chaa)eat, drink and be merry mang and miss me with all that bullshit(?) |
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Aint not telling how drunk and how you'll get[Chorus 2x](Hey hey) |
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We party and bullshit |
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Booze it with floosies (hey hey) |
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And that's how we do's it |
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Not the Biancas we choosing |
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Everybody lose it, listenin to our music[Verse 2: Big Ben] |
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And they like, and they like, yup do that thing you do (I am) |
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What you mean? baby gurl |
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I need some liquor too |
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Aye, she need a picture too, |
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Big Ben she want a picture too |
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Im F-L-Y, so why not? |
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We can flick a few (**** yea) |
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Knock the lenses out my frames and start the ruckus (yes) |
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So when I scream through the scene you kno you niggas finna crush it |
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Max out on swagga, not your ordinary rapper |
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But I do my thing extra, like no ordinary madness (Gotya) |
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Keep that smooth movement so proper |
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They keep choosin on ya dude cuz |
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I be's all about my dollas |
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On the baddest bitch swaggin through, its not a big deal |
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Shit I receive more tongue then a double stacked thizz pill |
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Its real, what you say you lose the crew and (e)scape with me |
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No need to slow it down you let them other suckas pace the speed, dig it? (yep) |
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**** it, imma party like a trap starand probably get my ass thrown out for going that hard |
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Aye, Aye[Chorus 2x](Hey hey) |
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We party and bullshit |
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Booze it with floosies (hey hey) |
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And that's how we do's it |
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Not the Biancas we choosing |
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Everybody lose it, listenin to our music[Verse 3: Shadow] |
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Okay... you said 24 right? |
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Imma tell you keep it here |
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I go by the name of |
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ShadowYo, yo flow miss me, buy vodka, get pissy |
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Roll with tech n9ne, bear arms and get grizzly (prrrrraaa) |
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Ever ready, a killer that flows angelic |
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Story telling and battle rapping who can't sell it? |
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Should I speed it up? |
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Nah imma keep it strange |
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My inner voices told my outer voice to be deranged |
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The devil on my shoulder got a devil on his back |
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Who told em everytime |
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I see Biancas give her ass a smack |
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I need a bumps rock, fresh pair of sucka duckaz |
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Its a party, im bullshittin with moa****as |
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Shadow fly, look at bitches with a crooked eye |
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Battle me? |
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I think your favorite rapper rather die |
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Who you know could spit a flow this clean? |
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My notesbooks to 10th grade, |
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I got so many 16's |
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Please, I got a lot of hard tones, that'll **** up your view with a viewlike |
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Star Jones |
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Yall clones, my style is the original |
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Half you wack rappers just opitimize pitiful |
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But me? Spittin classic is a ritual |
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I stopped liking rap when the lion got habitual |
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Im sick of you, the streets turned me to a cetinel |
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Im so not |
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Common, but |
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I still see the bitch in you |
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Shit, can't nobody out-rhyme me |
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So Tech, call |
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Trav right now and tell him sign me[Chorus 2x](Hey hey) |
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We party and bullshit |
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Booze it with floosies (hey hey) |
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And that's how we do's it |
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Not the Biancas we choosing |
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Everybody lose it, listenin to our music |
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Yea... throw ya cups in the air if ya drunk like me, yea |
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Tech N9ne, |
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Big Ben, Shadow, |
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X-rated vodka and sprite boy |
