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Pack it up tie it up take it off
Negativity nah nah nah take it off
If na money make e come cos na that Time them go start to dey show you Love
Hey!
"Catchy, huh?
Yeah, I thought you'd enjoy that!
But no time to linger in South America,
For I hear by the sound of the slide guitar,
That it is
dirty but You cleaned me up (cleaned me up)
All this is by Your grace (by Your grace) I cannot stop giving you the praise (yeah)
King of kings (uh)
Lord
(Get on down)
Pick it up, pick it up
Pick it up, pick it up
(Get on down)
Pick it up, pick it up
Pick it up, pick it up
If you find a bag
(Get on down)
Pick it up, pick it up
Pick it up, pick it up
(Get on down)
Pick it up, pick it up
Pick it up, pick it up
If you find a bag
castles on the beaches
But don't get it confused
Said he still got moves
Where the wrong colors niggas end up
On the news like Sal
Like Durant in a dream
Angels in the wing, ass naked do your thing
Show me what that baking soda bring, do it for your king
Every time I look up, they cook up
I be the master
Cause it be goin down for the boy D-mo
[Interlude: Big Moe]
It's that nigga, nigga named M-o-e
I represent that Southside, yeah the 3
Hooked up with them
Cause it be goin down for the boy D-mo
[Interlude: Big Moe]
It's that nigga, nigga named M-o-e
I represent that Southside, yeah the 3
Hooked up with them
teaching all the youth with the blessed wisdom?
Who been touching all the meek to get their stress lifted?
It’s been about time we on a new mission
For
get it while these haters just talk
(Still breaking boys off, hmm) Gotta do it for the north
Gotta do it for my hustlers in the south
(Still breaking
stupidity
By the way, you gangsters should know
One of your victims was a three-year-old girl
Well, you gang members, you
Still don't get it, do ya?
(With
France, a century, seventeen
Salute Toussaint and Dessalines
And I do love France, know what I mean?
It's the system I'm talkin', nobody's agreein'
They
planet? (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
You were created for something bigger, something greater (yeah)
And listen, you can not get distracted by your
that you love me it’s losing its essence
Bitch what’s a king to a peasant
You bring up my past now I live in the present
Bitch what’s a king to a peasant
turn it upside down, burn it up
And let it blaze, all i got left is one guage
I slung all the ones that i brung from the gun
Store, i gotta get at least
psychokinesis blood
Telepathic, tell yo' people uhh
Get yo' masters or you blast 'em up
Watch for snakes, they wanna switch it up
But it's a stick up (Stick up
Atlanta playboy
Don't got much to say, boy
Cradle to the grave, and it's been like that since a slave, boy
It ain't shit to pull up, pick the fucking
Big Ben
Y'all fight for dollars and cents like y'all ain't got no sense
Niggas killing to live, like would it kill you to live?
If you diss, get
of grime and I
Will be for a very long time
Cause I go to the rave get a rewind and
The second line never sounded
Like the first line
Wow, I'm the king
bout to burn up burn up burn up Im the king nobody can replace me Im riding round town in a spaceship Fuck with me you know that you gonna get a taste
autour du feu ninja
The only way to beat them is to feed them with their own medicine
So yo go get some knowledge cuz it's time for us to begin
They
not gonna
Getting hotter than a sauna
Your sweat
Trickling
Changing like an Iguana
Had to get up
Get out
And get it
I didn't need a permit
I just Str8
to let me go
You say "T-R-E-Y Songz you the king of the world"
Baby you're [x4] so sweet ooooh
I'm a push [x4] it deep
Til you beg me for me to stop and it
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