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We made the lyrics |
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Nigga gon' tell me how I did it |
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Lower, lower, lower, lower |
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Got the bubbly |
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Pourin through me |
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Got the bubbly |
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Pourin through me (sparkly) |
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Bubbly pourin through me |
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Got the bubbly |
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Pourin through me (sparkly) |
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(Sonny Cheeba) |
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Diamond runnin, strangers in paradise over flash |
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Sugar cane alley cats, Lo in parade |
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With the black spades, courvosier |
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Spillin on the rocks |
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Intoxicating the satin dogs |
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With his private bands |
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(Geechie Suede) |
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And it don't stop |
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To the midnight |
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This glass got me right |
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Only live lo light |
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Don't drown in the mo dawn |
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On to the disco |
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Sisco got me laced |
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Scorch a half a quart |
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Then E&J get chased |
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Bronx vigilantes, call us big willas |
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Diomond crook avengers, sheeba doll stealers |
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(Sonny Cheeba) |
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Give me sunshine dada |
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Have twenty one convictions solute |
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For the africaaner midnight express how we do |
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Hold my razors buku |
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Jiggas and figas of coolie faceded shadow boxers |
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Under cover faggot lovers |
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Dig my satin struthers |
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Coolie high ?? on the sky |
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Fro and the fly |
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Car wash bubble out |
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In a grand stand land |
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Gold day e'yday sip the slick and the 'stoute |
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Sticky self, sticky self |
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Bye-bye |
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(Geechie Suede) |
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Every district |
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Bring the mischief |
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Sing the sweet back |
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Blaze the schama, drop the vac, push the seat back |
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Diamante catch reflect off the chrome rim |
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Private stock drenched me, I can't stop from bubblin' (bubblin') |
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Ally cat anthem (anthem) |
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Always bless the instru (instru) |
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Jungle brown see smoke complete the Lo official (sparkly) |
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Got the bubbly (Loer) |
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Pourin through me (Loer) |
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Got the bubbly (Loer) |
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Pourin through me (Loer) |
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Sparkly |
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(repeat 4x) |
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(Geechie Suede) |
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Welcome to shadowin heaven |
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It's the seven layers of pleasure |
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My genuine draft with the Loer acurate measures |
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Precision on beats if your camp is wanted where ever |
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I'm bring in the vein, clappin rhythmes to stormy weather |
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(Sonny Cheeba) |
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Bro', kissin in quiet fire |
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Higher will get us lower |
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Staufer, she coffe diggin |
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Riggin' in shattered lifers |
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We only jive talkin |
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Razor keep cotton squawkin |
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Blazin the loose cannans |
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On top of white diomonds sands |
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Street corner symphonies spillin |
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Prisons are lower twistin |
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Brown Hornet keepin it nappy |
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Keep us on, keepin on |
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(Geechie Suede) |
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??...shades to black |
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Gleamin of the roof of the Ac |
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Don't know how to act |
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Wildin' with the non-chalant pack |
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Slappin the theives |
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With the unbelieves |
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That it be |
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Shakin your block |
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With the six million dollar bop |
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Just stop |
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The bloodclot tears |
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For years, we air-tight (tight) |
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On another flight |
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Until the farenheit (Harlem night) |
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Harlem night |
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I'm shakin your thoughts keepin the Lo blaze sharp for life |
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It's a jungle masquerade and we forever stone trife |
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(Sonny Cheeba) |
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That chick out the car commin from the island of ice |
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No contact with sheist bubblin with mr. midnight |
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And talkin in jive floatations |
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With cases |
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Of slick and shovelin herb hip tone |
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From black belt jones |
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The ebony junction'll |
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Be the function |
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Yo, dig it |
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Time to shake a leg, get up in your wig suga (sparkly) |
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Got the bubbly (Loer) |
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Pourin through me (Loer) |
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Got the bubbly (Loer) |
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Pourin through me |
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Sparkly |
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(repeat 3x) |
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Loer |
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Pourin through me |
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It's the Loer |
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Geechie Suede |
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It's the Loer |
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Sparkly |
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It's the Loer |
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With the Cheeba (get the drizzy on) |
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How we do it (get the drizzy on, get the drizzy on, it's the Loer) |
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Sparkly (ca-varsie, cavarsie) |
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Alright, alright |
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Yeah, get your drizzy on |
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How we flow, T |
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Get your drizzy on |
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Fled to tri-state |
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Get the drizzy on |
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Sparkly |
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Yeah, get the drizzy on, get the drizzy on, get the drizzy on |
