Turn it up, Turn the up It's gon' baby Awwwwwww, alright All that, we got it Yo, yo
1] Feel Fantastic up in the ghetto with the guns blast, kid Carry heavy metal for these bastards You on my level, I'm a punk classic Bitch, I'm a rebel, no need to ask if Ridin' with the devil I'm in my casket Stretch out pussy just like elastic Man, a cool hundred thou', my dick's just that Wilin' in the party like "that's shit" We file up in the party like crash that Rexdale, ???, crash Now every time I get a mic check, that shit All these killas scrap, pack that's sick Hit you in your head and make it snap quick Nigga move 'em as I crack that whip I'm like sunroof? pass that spliff
1] We gon' bump and these streets tonight Till the daylight breaks the And I don't care about a mothafucka on the Cuz we box 'em all And I don't care if momma standin' at the door Wit the strap "bitch come home" Said I don't about a mothafuckin' tonight We to do our fuckin' thing tonight
2] I I'm comin' to the party in my black hat, kid See me in the streets on some crack shit Niggas want beef, they can have shit We don't to speak...that's it The Rex roll deep so we have shit I wonder how long you think you last, kid I box with the CN Tower, last lick Clap shots if I see a coward that shit Bang with the big boys, man shit My make big noise, I flow grand shit The ladies say we so rough and How many you know can make a slow jam hit? Shit, a proper Smokin' on weed, but they it ??? Half cup of henny and a fifth of Comin' to the club in the
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2] The ladies bouncin' and And movin' and And makin' it happen it's supposed to What ya do? When we start and poppin' And shakin' and it back to the old school What ya do? We gonna drink a liquor, yo And spend a dough a little weed smoke And sip a mo 'em how we roll, I told 'em it for 'em Shake shake, baby, it for 'em
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