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We lounge stay phat our G limp A natural with our fresh ass hair Style baggy out clouts Creamy and fresh coast to west
To the fair Old school
I'm slicker year, I'm slicker this year Myrtle Ave A got the pic in my hair And what 16 joints later lounge Fresh, flat bush in my baggy booster gets
Style is tight ee's bust the cami' 50,000 leagues of black, so up Can we slide player style ghetto walk To the east and Crooklyn, New york
Creamy kid yo Smith and Wesson win a The slang blow spots, bang, 11 Hangin' bats,'cause the 12 inch wax Say scorpio and my say 'fro
And my blood say bro, my say, "Eh, yo!" Make sparks from the barrel me tal To the depths I seems lunar like aqua The cool mega we black we wild flowers
Scott La had 'em all, I gots the ball And roll a panthers through these project halls The 3 color can't hold my baggys sag 7 1 8 to
Black motion is style Slick in my ways since of the classic Now glamour boys want to be phatted But I'm slicker this year, I'm this year, yea
East born candles on Lovely all the city And tape deck blasting 7 and the phat fly sneakers and the camouflage
To the hip hop To the mix crew To the coast To the boogie Bronx
I was raised in the ways of the Clan And 5 elements posture take a be boy With the front shinin', the baggy pants saggin' This Brooklyn got the fly girls smilin'
But I'm climbin', findin' new of rhymin' Not livin' like a star is strickly survivin' Divin', deep into the of the ghetto This downtown flavor shines from angles
Yes, the notorious, with rhymes so The Manchu over flunkies is victorious Rappers be boring us with of conventional Dazed and amazed they hear the three dimensional
Lyrical of the insect emotion Coasting down Fulton with a bag of magic Now I'm rolling the 7 and the crescent Puffin' some expression, today's lesson
Stressin' the fact I'm solar guaranteed to go far 'Cause the mind is inter Still pieced like that so have no But I'm this year, I'm slicker this year
To the everywhere To the S I To the mass Don't forget your peeps when ya
Now you see that I am 68 above sea level 93 million miles above these Play me in the winter, me in the summer me in the autumn, any order
You want 'em I got 'em drippin' like Catch me at a hot spot the dusk daughters We bouncing, moving the truth circles We you made you change,strictly ought to
We our wealth from my looty in the bank love amongst the ranks Now I'm a 'bout to meet my home girl 'cause we be A alike, see alike, let's G
Joyce (On the wheels) Jazzy (No smoother) Joyce (Phatter than a '94 cruiser) Where you (The Bronx representin' whatever, fly) are you slicker this year? (Yea, watch)
Hit it Hit it Hit it