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[Swizz
Can a get some
Can a get some
Can a get some
Can a get some
Can a, can a get
can a, can a get
Can, can a get
(Can a get some)

Boom, who stepped in the room
Draped in black like a f-cking monsoon
Back from the dead but they never found my
So I jumped up out this grave like Michael Jackson in
than most emcee's cause I be killin' 'em
Most emcee's into ghost emcee's
Yeah, give a drummer
If 32 seville when that all Hummer run
Face off, Cage with a gauge
I'm famous for killin' rappers, my style,
Cook like Rae, the chef Raekwon
The beats are mignon without the A1.
Who walk a pitbull, You? who bitch please
I ate your favourite rapper's out with a 16
hit the switch on something with fiends
Make money with Ruff Ryders, homie, Swizz Cheese!

[Swizz
Can a drummer get
Can a drummer get
Can a get some
Can a get some
Can a, can a get
can a, can a get
Can, can a get
(Can a get some)

[Lil
Uh, tune is chillin, ready and
N-gga I'm eating, happy thanks
Walking on the ceiling with my shoes on
Life is too short, my too long
Come into my zone, I'mma do you
Life is an adventure, Jones
She a bad bitch, I a dog a bone
My name is Weezy not Sylvester Stallone
And word to my drummer
to my drummer
Talk shit, but my shit up, need a plumber
Colder than a wearing furs in the summers
Digg deep in pussy, search and discover
I'm a beast, pockets on
Police, I Hate You So Much Now, Kelis
It's a Young Money show, go head take a
Red big beat muthaf-cka

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Can a drummer get
Can a drummer get
Can a get some
Can a get some
Can a, can a get
can a, can a get
Can, can a get
(Can a get some)

[Swizz
They know me, yep, yep know me
in the days I was the little homie
Now I'm doing and theyt act like they don't know me
Why the hell always act phoney
Yeah, I grew up from the and the rats
in my bed, I couldn't stand that
Bread every night did I ever get from that
And all they worry bout is my ice at
Damn, dog, where ya at
Ya heard I fell and you kind liked that
You thinking I owe you, but it's not like that
Damn, you the World but oyu gotta work for that
Chilling a Rockstar listening to ether
Bumping your speakers, know I gotta heat this
Rockin' don't stop, you know I'm rocking don't
Travis Barker make whole place rock

[Rick
and Juice riding mers? on the loose
King James round my neck, haters it was a noose
Long Maybach and I wish it was a
Kush out the jar, car smellin' like
Quarter milli on the seat, yeah I know I'm a
Designer she knows I'm a goose
Got the wide body I'm a fat
In Swahili I'm "stack muthaf-cker"
Ya homie won't stop I decide to
Until then I'm making for the homies to ride to
Smokes on the folds, folks know
Bitch I'mma boss, foots on the blow
the hat pulled over, Big P on the front
Travis on the drums, big weed on the
Being Savage where I'm from, Girls manage from the
Don't trap me like a punk, handing me the pumps, so...

[Swizz - x2]
Can a drummer get
Can a get some
Can a drummer get
Can a get some
Can a, can a get
can a, can a get
Can, can a get
(Can a get some)