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(feat. Masta Ace) |
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Sittin' on |
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Sittin' on |
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Sittin' on |
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(VERSE 1: Shadee) |
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The cruise goes on, come along |
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We drop another megaton bomb and it's on |
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Vienna international song, put it on |
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Kept a low profile for a while like a mystery |
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"Rollin On Chrome", remember me, check the history |
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Move carefully, I let the streets school me |
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Got the appetite, giving ladies little babies |
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Get her pregnant on the backseat of a Mercedes |
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Bust a condom pumpin INC. CD's |
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I need more PD's, similar to BG's |
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Gotta stay alive and fulfill my dreams |
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Pushin European cars with the illest rims |
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Chrome tight, that's right, burning gas all night |
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Opposite of young, but I'm restless |
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Unlimited access, see me at the Splash! fest |
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With all area passes, puttin on fat assets |
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(CHORUS) |
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From NYC |
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To V-i-e |
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(We get live) |
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And all you see |
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C-h-r-o-m-e |
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(Chrome) |
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It's the Aphro-d |
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And INC. |
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(Let em know) |
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That's who we be |
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And you know that we |
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(Chromatic) |
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(VERSE 2: Masta Ace) |
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As we cruise through these blocks like Legos |
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Rollin big like ( ? ), you know how the day goes |
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Rockin the rust Timbs in a plush Benz with tough rims |
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Lookin for cuties with big booties |
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That wanna learn 'the facts of life' just like Tootie |
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Run New York like Rudy, I gotta do my duty |
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To make sure the chrome shine and the whole nine |
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Before I dial the phone line of a known dime |
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A nice chick from Central Islip |
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That likes dick and cruisin around in a nice whip |
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Bitch pulls up in a blue Benz with new rims |
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European kit and shittin with two friends |
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Lookin like thirty cent, me and my nigga Dent |
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Took em back to the tent and we got bent |
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Whether Brooklyn or Berlin I swirl in |
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Pull up in whip and I get your girl in |
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Chromatic |
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(CHORUS) |
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Hold on |
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Youknowmsayin? |
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You're now havin a Chromatic experience |
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Better think about that for a little second, hear me |
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So just sit back and let it go down |
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(VERSE 2: Clumz & Shagun) |
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You better recognize my enterprise, we motorize |
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Leave suckers with swollen eyes and chickens with open thighs |
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We rollin wild, chrome rims reflectin the light |
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Blindin your vision, means need shades in the night |
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No intermission, it's the mechanism of life |
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We on a mission, non-stop chasin the mic (that's right) |
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Take it to the Chrome Zone where we shine and glow |
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And my niggas in the cypher spittin rhymes and flows |
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Thai we smoke, plenty shots of Henny with rocks |
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Givin a toast to all my people that be rollin with us |
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360 degrees across the seven seas, we floss with melodies |
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And squash my enemies in all facilities, my squad from V-i-e |
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Hit the street and got it on lock like felonies |
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We some rap addicts, y'all don't really want static |
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Aphros and Masta Ace, we chromatic |
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(CHORUS) |