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We lounge stay phat notice our G A natural flair with our fresh ass Style baggy out clouts Creamy and fresh east to west
To the fair Old M-C's
I'm slicker this year, I'm this year Myrtle Ave A train got the pic in my And what 16 joints later lounge Fresh, flat bush in my baggy booster gets
Style is ee's bust the cami' fatigues 50,000 of black, so what's up Can we slide player style ghetto walk To the east and wild Crooklyn, New
kid yo Smith and Wesson win a blessing The slang blow spots, bang, 11 Hangin' bats,'cause the 12 inch wax Say and my hair say 'fro
And my say bro, my clics say, "Eh, yo!" Make sparks from the me tal pistol To the depths I dive seems like aqua The cool mega we black we wild flowers
Scott La had 'em all, I gots the ball And roll a little panthers through project halls The 3 color flag can't my baggys sag 7 1 8 to
Black motion is style in my ways since days of the classic Now glamour boys want to be triple But I'm slicker this year, I'm this year, yea
East born candles on Lovely all the city And your deck blasting 7 and the phat fly sneakers and the camouflage
To the hip hop To the mix crew To the west To the boogie Bronx
I was raised in the ways of the Clan And 5 elements take a be boy stance With the gold front shinin', the baggy saggin' Brooklyn stylin' got the fly girls smilin'
But I'm climbin', findin' new of rhymin' Not like a star is strickly about survivin' Divin', deep into the of the ghetto This downtown flavor shines from many
Yes, the notorious, with so glorious The Manchu Monkey over is victorious be boring us with rhymes of conventional Dazed and amazed when hear the three dimensional
Lyrical of the insect emotion Coasting down with a bag of magic potion Now I'm with the 7 and the crescent Puffin' some expression, today's lesson
Stressin' the fact that I'm solar to go far the mind is inter stellar Still pieced that so have no fear But I'm this year, I'm slicker this year
To the everywhere To the S I To the lumpen forget about your peeps when ya
Now you see that I am 68 inches above sea 93 million miles above these Play me in the winter, me in the summer Play me in the autumn, any
You want 'em I got 'em drippin' like me at a hot spot with the dusk daughters We bouncing, moving within the circles We played you 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 girl 'cause we be alike A alike, see alike, let's G
Jazzy (On the wheels) Joyce (No smoother) Jazzy (Phatter a '94 land cruiser) Where you (The Bronx like whatever, fly) are you slicker this year? (Yea, watch)
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