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We lounge stay notice our G limp A flair with our fresh ass hair Style baggy out slick Creamy and fresh east coast to
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 tight bust the cami' fatigues 50,000 leagues of black, so up Can we avenue slide style ghetto walk To the east and Crooklyn, New york
Creamy kid yo 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 barrel me tal To the depths I dive seems lunar like The cool blast mega we we wild flowers
Scott La Rock had 'em all, I the ball And roll a little panthers these project halls The 3 color flag hold my baggys sag 7 1 8 to
Black is ocean 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 Beast on Lovely all the city And tape deck blasting 7 hours and the fly sneakers and the camouflage
To the hip hop To the mix tape To the west To the down Bronx
I was in the ways of the Manchu Clan And 5 posture take a be boy stance the gold front shinin', the baggy pants saggin' This Brooklyn got the fly girls smilin'
But I'm climbin', new ways of rhymin' Not livin' like a star is about survivin' Divin', deep into the groove of the This flavor shines from many angles
Yes, the notorious, with so glorious The Monkey over flunkies is victorious Rappers be boring us with of conventional Dazed and when they hear the three dimensional
Lyrical of the insect emotion Coasting Fulton with a bag of magic potion Now I'm rolling the 7 and the crescent Puffin' some expression, today's lesson
Stressin' the that I'm solar guaranteed to go far 'Cause the mind is inter Still pieced that so have no fear But I'm this year, I'm slicker this year
To the queens To the S I To the lumpen Don't forget your peeps when ya
Now you see I am 68 inches above sea level 93 million miles above these Play me in the winter, play me in the me in the autumn, any order
You want 'em I got 'em like water Catch me at a hot spot with the dusk We bouncing, within the truth circles We played you you change,strictly ought to
We stratify our from my looty in the bank There's love amongst the Now I'm a 'bout to meet my home girl 'cause we be A alike, see alike, let's G
Jazzy (On the wheels) Jazzy (No smoother) Joyce (Phatter than a '94 cruiser) Where you (The Bronx representin' whatever, fly) Cool are you slicker year? (Yea, watch)
Hit it Hit it Hit it