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You know it's Digga lookin' pretty in the Bus-a-Bus up in the cut but you don't hear me though Just when you we done we hit y'all we got plenty mo'
It the little mama, lip gloss and eyeliner The only shit like White Castle or the Donna Rah Digga make the that the DJ's blast Ghetto diva in the with the 3 page ad
as the hood rat messiah climb swiftly Labels scarred to death to let artist bomb with me 'Cause you can send thuggest MC and watch me son 'em The ruggedest bitch, don't even rhyme about
Got joints circulating them old karate flicks Rah Digga shirts on some big body chicks Throw my shit in your hoopty or luxury trucks And make the quickest around like 'dro for 20 bucks
And I'll still be the greatest if rap shit fail me Back to jackin' bootleg flicks out the deli off the interest Sippin' on Tequila with my logo on the Of fuckin' 18
the Imperial You know you it when you hear us on the radio Go cop the joint and play the shit up in your Or in the streets up in Jeeps or in the disco And if you want the fly shit, my here we go
You it's Digga lookin' pretty in the video Bus-a-Bus up in the cut but you don't hear me though Just when you we done we hit y'all we got plenty mo'
Ay yo yo yo Raze and niggas like y'all Spread niggas like you and niggas like y'all I got the thing majorly handle niggas like y'all Fight y'all, bust a semi and cancel like y'all
I know some joke niggas who love to hassle like y'all Talk, and fix and simply dance on like y'all niggas like y'all Make examples niggas like y'all Grit their teeth and cock the hammer up inside the dance
Thugs, here's another sample for niggas like Or for the ones who pass and light a Roman candle for niggas like Fight for like y'all Grad the mic from motherfuckers y'all Blow the in the night for all my niggas like y'all
My get high niggas, I blaze for niggas y'all Stink the spot up with 'dro now spray the Lysol You know we be the We fuckin' with some other And when we hit Yes, we sit and watch ya'll ride the dick
Flipmode the You know you it when you hear us on the radio Go cop the and play the shit up in your stereo Or in the up in your Jeeps or in the disco And if you the fly shit, my nigga here we go
You it's Digga lookin' pretty in the video With Bus-a-Bus up in the cut but you don't me though Just when you think we done we hit y'all we got mo'
Aiyo, clap and slap up a nigga for lotsa wack shit While I around with the Harriet Thugman of this rap shit Black chick with intellect, who match wits? Write my own rhymes so can't no tell me jack shit
Master shit, Flipmode exclusive the map and shit Presenting the first lady of the so give me dap and shit Sayin' peace when you see me, play the role like Ally And I ain't gon' join ya if the weed's too seedy
Yo, make sure you see what we doing now, put on your Then I gas ya like a paid latino at Banco Popular Rah Digga underground and gon' always the spot for ya Longest runnin' shit since the of the opera
Bus-a-Bus, going down as one of the greatest spoken a 12-shot semi with a little red dot for ya First and only unmatched by anyone Rip it from old to the next millenium
Flipmode the You know you love it when you us on the radio Go cop the joint and play the shit up in your Or in the streets up in your or in the disco And if you the fly shit, my nigga here we go
You know it's lookin' pretty in the video With Bus-a-Bus up in the cut but you don't hear me Just when you we done we hit y'all we got plenty mo'