Lyrics:
ease the guns in
Rumble with patrolmen, tear gas laced the function
Heads by the score take flight, incite a war
Chicks hit the floor, diehard fans
ease the guns in
Rumble with patrolmen, tear gas laced the function
Heads by the score take flight, incite a war
Chicks hit the floor, diehard fans
reklamował i tak się pomysł zrodził
By zrobić tak samemu nie pytaj nawet czemu
Zbudowaliśmy biznes na rapowym marzeniu
Bilard domino kino Quentin Tarantino
for this
I swear I get it off the love
Louisiana nigga you can tell
By my mothafuckin' grammar
I swear I got 3 hoes with
Me just like I'm Santa
These
Chuck Berry, Bo Diddley, Fats Domino
Here come Elvis, Gene Vincent, Buddy Holly and Jerry Lee
Hail hail rock 'n' roll, comes from are 'n' be and soul
Richard, Chuck Berry, Bo Diddley, Fats Domino
Here come Elvis, Gene Vincent, Buddy Holly and Jerry Lee
Hail hail rock 'n' roll, comes from R&B and soul
funny
She calling me honey
And she dance to my tunes
Like Russ and Buni
6:30 show up in a hurry
Gonna wear mon when man's gone clear
Domino like you know
(Go)
Groupie ass ho wanna give me throat (Go, give me throat)
I got sheets of LSD by the chapter
Third eye helped a nigga get that money faster (Get that
a good floater
When I run for prez, you best be a voter
Once knew a girl by the name of Rhoda
I watched Star Wars just to see Yoda
Or R2-D2 driving
When I run for prez, you best be a voter
Once knew a girl by the name of Rhoda
I watched Star Wars just to see Yoda
Or R2-D2 driving down the BQ
When
a nigga in his chest and make that nigga beatbox
I'm high your not nigga you a fucking bot
I heard you fucked a fat bitch and that hoe had blood clots
Bitch
to take that person's
Dearest thing from them
In the end
It's a big cycle
It's a huge domino effect just falling one by one
It's a gigantic pinball machine
along
Words and boards, battlemage with my swords, "magic missile"
I will yell, it'll kill you by itself
Shooting magic out a staff that'll knock you
an
Overall human
Hitherto a second
Domino domino
Jelly for a phone on the ring!
Like a rosy fat cheek
Burning on a rather sad but intemperate stove
Tallow
(uh)
I got the pack of Rough Riders in the back of the Pathfinder
You know the epilogue by James Todd Smith
I get swift with the lyrical gift
Hit you
My Girl Josephine
Fats Domino
Hello Josephine
How do you do?
Do you remember me baby
Like I remember you?
You used to laugh at me
And holler
(uh)
I got the pack of Rough Riders in the back of the Pathfinder
You know the epilogue by James Todd Smith
I get swift with the lyrical gift
Hit you
the pawn
Our fruit of labour is surrounded by them dangerous thorns
That's why there is pain in reward
Bread break and we pour
The blood of Christ
Make Dua
I got the pack of Rough Riders in the back of the Pathfinder
You know the epilogue by James Todd Smith
I get swift with the lyrical gift
Hit you
on pork
Kurupt the world's fetish
They feen and scratch
I'm multiplied by twenty thousand
Fiends and crack
You add me to music and the fiends react
Open it up hit from the back and I'm fuckin it
Up
Keep it a stack it's fat as fuck
She might make a nigga fall in love
Nah I'm playin' ion really
One mental block lead to another, shit it's dominos
Mixtape Sean, but I'm in album mode, ooh
She give me praise, I love her angel face
Ass so fat she
all I blow
Friends fall off like dominos
How it happened, I don't know
Well I guess I do, they got comfortable
Keep working, keep the pockets full
Keep
get inspired by the blunts too (too)
I'll front you, if you hang with a bunk crew (chump)
I roam the strip for bones to pick
When I find one, I'm
.jpg/204px-Fats_Domino_in_Amsterdam_1962_(crop).jpg "Fats Domino & His Band")
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