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(Chorus)
La,la,la,la,la
We like like
La,la,la,la,la
They be like
La,la,la,la,la,la,la,la,la,la
And everybody's feelin right singin
La,la,la,la,la
They singin
La,la,la,la,la
We singin
La,la,la,la,la,la,la,la,la,la
Thats how we do it all night like
La,la,la,la,la
Get em like
La,la,la,la,la
Feelin like
La,la,la,la,la,la,la,la,la,la
And ain't a damn thang wrong baby
Stagge Lee and we up in the zone got the
keys to the crib and ain't nobody home
(Verse 1):
Yo ima shootin steam spitter Mr. Team hitter
Swing splitter wit a green flipa seem green geta
get em. Im in the street wit the 19tens spinnin me grinnin cuz
every single man on my teams winin
We sittin in the trees reaching up to the sky singin
La,la,la,la,la,la,la,la,la,la,la
Yo, ey yo we rock illa killa scratched of the cereal
brotha sayin stagga still ain't on thats a miracle.
From chicks in the sixes with their names on their lease
Hol reason why speak on them beaks, freak on a leash
and stack who like cotton clothes when im droppin flows
Bros want me too stop and pose when i shop for clothes
and yo i be lovin it jus look at my eye
I feel like
La,la,la,la,la,la,la,la,la,la,la
Cars bumpin, Cd pumpin on your blockin this summer
Showin love for Stag we can get high if you wanna
We singin
(Chorus)
(Verse 2):
Get the rims spinnin and yo team winnin
and ya chicks fiendin jus like me
wit all nighter i got my own driver we can leave
but ya man might see. For the fly honeys wit they own money
you might jus need a man like me. You can get tha spot poppin they'll
be no stoppin when you rollin wit M V P.
When i roll up they be like(Um-huh)Whatchu doin pa. Brothas
be like how you doin bra when im crusin by. Wheneva im feelin lovely
i thank the lord above me. And be like. La,la,la,la,la
And then we crack above the. You see me at the bar sittin
with the fine women sippin on the white wine grinnin while my time tickin
I think that every girl gotta little dime in em.Got a little diamond shine
in em, Take ya time Get em.La,la,la,la,la.Means they all rap for me. Maxing
out the cards wit the all plaque in it.Built my whole world from nada
Girls we gotta lota.They probally wanna be my babys momma. Becuz ima fresh
kid hot and gotta lot invested. Every lyric i drop ghetto block tested
i rap cds and cassastes Dex wreck list.Leave off the last S for skills i practice.
Singin
Final(Chorus)
La,la,la,la,la
They feelin
La,la,la,la,la
And sayin
La,la,la,la,la,la,la,la,la,la
You gotta turn it up loud like
La,la,la,la,la
Pumpin like
La,la,la,la,la
Bumpin like
La,la,la,la,la,la,la,la,la,la
Im bouts to hitem right now with tha
La,la,la,la,la
A little
La,la,la,la,la
Some of that
La,la,la,la,la,la,la,la,la,la
I gottem singin my song baby
Stagge Lee and we up in the zone got the
keys to the crib and ain't nobody home
2X
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