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[Verse 1 - A. Leon
A. Leon Craft, South Pole (Cold)
Up my damn flow, like a lit gas (Stove)
(Foohh)
Damn Clutch, my bad, I'm bout to burn down the (Booth)
Bentley new (New)
are too (Too)
Awol roof, ride an later, coo (Coo)
Space-ship for two, she got a mass of Basker (Boots)
We drank so much Patrone, I had to turn the Goose (Goose)
I'm from land (Hey)
Highly in demand, (Hey)
Louisville Slugger (Hey), real candy on though (Hey, hey, hey)
Country a banjo
I'm just sayin, though
A. Leon the shit, you gon be more than seein a (Hey)
commando (Hey)
Ballin, I got (Hey)
over shawty school and hip-hop band notes (Hey)
Brothership Decatur, ways never clash
Outer-space, fast
I'm a A. Leon

When them boys come out, at night
go up, in flight
Nothing your eyes, have
do you know, bout me
Yeah, what you know me
Uhh, yeah, you know about me
Uhh, yeah, you know about me
my top down blowin on top pedigree, yeah

2]
Yeah, uhh
I get my Slugger on
thick, lookin good, I'll slug a homer
CLINK- outta here
Mary got nothin on us
I'm a stick boy, good on the corners
Uhh, got a like a space-ship (Uh)
And I ain't foolin you niggas, I'm a racist
Shawty this, engine got a face-lift
I the 350 out and serve the space kit
Now we ridin like they do it on the planet
talk funny, we don't even understand it
Like a on the sidewalk; Outlandish
Smack ya on the ass, I'm so man-ish
I'm so candid, make ya say it
I don't get "Wasted", I get so
Ron Clutch, get the ink, I'm so
A. Leon his fingers, we so vanished

When them boys come out, at night
Space-ships go up, in
Nothing eyes, have seen
What do you know, me
Yeah, what you about me
Uhh, yeah, what you about me
Uhh, yeah, what you know me
With my top down on top pedigree, yeah

3]
They think they know me, but got no idea
even see me, high as I feel
You know how we be, on country-fried kill
I'm from the side of De Ville, and we all about the real
Better ya eyes peeled, plus behind the wheel
Better pimp that space-ship the verti-cal grilles
Got the big ol' shiny wheels, to tell me how I
I her Miss Pig and she stay in them high heels
We swervin through the in a alternate reality
You know how the be, defy the laws of gravity
We travel at a faster speed to charge up my
Bottle and a bag of weed, now ain't nobody me
You know how Nappy be, you know how the do it
You know we get straight to it, then we run through it
A. Leon Craft just landed, you know he zooted (Cough-cough-cough)
Off this country-fried backwoods, music

When them boys come out, at night
go up, in flight
Nothing eyes, have seen
What do you know, me
Yeah, what you know me
Uhh, yeah, what you know me
Uhh, yeah, what you about me
With my top down blowin on top pedigree,

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