yeah fool you hear me spit...never on time, always last
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False dreams, and every thing's on a triple beam
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its like a holiday scheme with wicked feens in the car I lean
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money infatuated, killer intimidated, illegally motivated
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the reveran like a cutty that bangs on the block
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baby, can i have your keys i hate to pick your lock
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snappin like a gator never waitin like a waiter
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cherry is my flavor, when it comes to now and laters
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when it comes to gettin greedy, man i get green eyes
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man i getta get it like muslim sling pies
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cuttin in line, just to get mine
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tiga i feel that, waitin is a crime
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arrest me, cuff me, bail me
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rap is money baby, it never failed me
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im like an antique that zips through the streets
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lickin my tongue at little kids
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the lucky motivater when it comes to makin paper
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man you can keep your money, but i really need a fader
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hot like potatoes, hair in the jaders
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wavvves that make u sick like a sailor
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dont ask about the woman, cuz im married to the rap
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dont have to say i love you when we love it like that
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and im chillin like the number one chilla
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around some cats that shoot more things than reggie miller
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nicky you a real rap dealer, i drank my drank hit the dank, give a pound and say my nigga
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the situation make me quiver
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the hotter the cap but the rap coast deal make a nigga shiver
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and like pizza i deliver
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cop your rock, hit the block the mother fucker dont short stop
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do you know when you goin black, its like a rememerance of a diana ross track
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you know i gotta foss that
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boss that
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cross that
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see in the eye of the devil
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loss that
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yeah, it gets hot in the room
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like the wicked witch, i gotta jump the broom, screamin fuck you by the light of the moon
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custom fit like a brand new bra
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i hate to break the rules but i love to break the law
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get caught
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gotta lie like a veteran, in the bathtub screamin Fly Pelicans!
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Fist Full Of Dollars
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Andre Nickatina |