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Chandra

Chandra (Sanskrit: चन्द्र, romanized: Candra, lit. 'shining or moon'), also known as Soma (Sanskrit: सोम), is the Hindu god of the Moon, and is associated with the night, plants and vegetation. He is one of the Navagraha (nine planets of Hinduism) and Dikpala (guardians of the directions). more »

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All of my foreigns got luxurious speeds, I could hit up the freeway
I ain't givin' no help, I know how to play deaf I dont talk to the D.A
Met yo bitch in the strip, wit' my dick on her lip, nut lookin' like toothpaste
If we hop in da' whip, with sixteen in the clip, that boy gon see his due date
Got hunnids', on hunnids', on hunnids', on hunnids', I keep me some blue racks
If it's your comma, it cost me a couple of commas, I got it in two days
Lot of garments, designer, and 'Coste, I'm rockin' this shit on the runway
Livin' life and I love it, won't trade it for nothin', thank God every Sunday
Do what they don't, and I ball when I want, and they probably don't like it
When I step on the scene it's me, I'm so fresh and so clean, I know they gon' bite it
Pockets full of blue cheese, I'm smokin' on Biscotti weed, I'm junkie, the highest
You play it with me, I make sure no nobody gon eat, you goin' on a diet
Yeah, we ain't goin' on a diet, call up the dealer and order the Cayennes
I do what I do, why the f*ck was you lyin'?
Keep me a tool, say the worst steady dyin'
You not from the city, you live on outside
I can't leave the spot without havin' that iron
Keep this shit quiet, don't speak through the vine
Free all my dogs on the road wasting time
Young Chandra the man, I'm teaching my fam, my touch is the Midas
Swear to God we ain't playin', keep us a hot minivan, the block, we can light it
Louis bag full of bands, I keep me a lil' hunnid' grand, ain't nothin' excitin'
Out the jungle, I pull out the lion
We got somethin' to sell and we buyin'
All of my foreigns got luxurious speed, I could hit up the freeway
I ain't givin' no help, I know how to play deaf I dont talk to the D.A
Met yo bitch in the strip, wit' my dick on her lip, nut lookin' like toothpaste
If we hop in da' whip, with sixteen in the clip, that boy gon see his due date
Got hunnids', on hunnids', on hunnids', on hunnids', I keep me some blue racks
If it's your comma, it cost me a couple of commas, I got it in two days
Lot of garments, designer, and 'Coste, I'm rockin' this shit on the runway
Livin' life and I love it, won't trade it for nothin', thank God every Sunday
Do what they don't, and I ball when I want, and they probably don't like it
When I step on the scene it's me, I'm so fresh and so clean, I know they gon' bite it
Pockets full of blue cheese, I'm smokin' on Biscotti weed, I'm junkie, the highest
You play it with me, I make sure no nobody gon eat, you goin' on a diet
Yeah, we ain't goin' on a diet, call up the dealer and order the Cayennes
I do what I do, why the f*ck was you lyin'?
Keep me a tool, say the worst steady dyin'
You not from the city, you live on outside
I can't leave the spot without havin' that iron
Keep this shit quiet, don't speak through the vine
Free all my dogs on the road wasting time
Young Chandra the man, I'm teaching my fam, my touch is the Midas
Swear to God we ain't playin', keep us a hot minivan, the block, we can light it
Louis bag full of bands, I keep me a lil' hunnid' grand, ain't nothin' excitin'
Out the jungle, I pull out the lion
We got somethin' to sell and we buyin'
All of my foreigns got luxurious speed, I could hit up the freeway
I ain't givin' no help, I know how to play deaf I dont talk to the D.A
Met yo bitch in the strip, wit' my dick on her lip, nut lookin' like toothpaste
If we hop in da' whip, with sixteen in the clip, that boy gon see his due date
Got hunnids', on hunnids', on hunnids', on hunnids', I keep me some blue racks
If it's your comma, it cost me a couple of commas, I got it in two days
Lot of garments, designer, and 'Coste, I'm rockin' this shit on the runway
Livin' life and I love it, won't trade it for nothin', thank God every Sunday
Got hunnids', on hunnids', on hunnids', on hunnids', I keep me some blue racks
If it's your comma, it cost me a couple of commas, I got it in two days

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