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2020.11.23 17.24.45
Published by onemajordude
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Hey, it's a strange thing.
No, it's wrong one.
Ah, I can't do it.
Green feast!
Yay!
I need it.
But nobody helped.
It was a sad story.
It's dance now.
I'll soar and check out the hoop while my DJ ripples
And ice, ice, baby
Now that the party is jumpin'
With the bass kicked in and the Vegas all pumpin'
Quick to the point, to the point, no fakin'
Cookin' MCs like a pound of bacon
Burnin' 'em, whippin' like quick and nimble
I go crazy when I hear a cymbal and a hi-hat
With a souped-up tempo
I'm on a roll, it's time to go solo
Rollin', hit my 5.0
With the rag top down so my hair can't blow
The girlies on standby, waitin' just to say hi
Did you stop? No, I just drove by
Kept on, bussin' to the next stop
I bust a lip and I'm headin' to the next stop
The block was dead, yo, so I continued to A1
Bay Beachfront Avenue
Girls were hot, women less than bikinis
Rockmen lovers drivin' their bikinis
Jealous, 'cause I'm out gettin' mine
Shade with a cage and vanilla with a nine
Ready for the jumps on the wall
The jumps actin' ill 'cause I'm full of egg walls
Gunshots, ranged out like a bell
I grabbed my 9, all I heard was shells fallin'
On the concrete real fast, jumped in my car
Slammed on the gas, bumper to bumper
The avenue's packed, I'm tryin' to get away
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