Lyrics:
shops
Screamin they love the album,
and then get near ten thousand when the next one drop
Haters try to deny the funk, but affected by the bong
They
me the club rocka
I flo froppa, keep my goodies in a locka
Not a artist ya ca but I'm a shotta-vodka
Private stocker number 1 game talka
When I
the universal man works wonders
Mic and hand breakin land, rockin up from down under
[Crunch Extraordinare]
I got sound control and I'm kinda slick wit it
All your songs put me to sleep
Your engineer produce sedation
In here spittin on that heat
Look like the beat produced by satan
I know you think you
[Chorus:]
Now hit the dance flo a bend yo back lo
Sha hit the dance flo a bend yo back lo
Sha hit the dance flo a bend yo back lo
Sha hit the dance
on the flo
I'm Gucci Fendi Prada
Diamonds dancing to the song
In my Balenciagas
Ay in my balenciagas
Ay
I said I'm back on my shit
Tell by my drip
I got
clear so invariably
I'm always meditating seek clarity
Laugh at the haters with hilarity
Apparently, my type of mind is a rarity
So I'm choosing to flo
a thing
I'm talkin' try after try and fuckin' take after take
Then erasing what you got because you realized it's fake
Come to find out there ain't no easy
On the top flo is where I wanna be like Don Jones
Get me my big break
Smoke every rapper in the booth like I'm takin a cig break
To go to war with my mind you
You can cut me five stacks, I might make you a album
That's if you don't suck, you do, I'm chargin' 15 thousand
The game don't stop, I got laced by Mic
the ceiling
To the flo
Till that hoe don't want no more
That bitch better have my dough
suck it(repeated over)
lick it (repeated over)
I smoke by myself
booth
Bro is the truth
Should stay tuned to the tunes
Stanning that man is the move, yo
Fiya B got the Flo-da turn the show up
So tell me do you know
discussion bitch I'm bussing
I ain't taxing why you tucking
If you really hustling
You can get them cheaper by the dozen
Nothing cheap is what I'm puffing
That
Dont give a fuck bout whatchu sayin
(Dont give a fuck bout whatcha sayin)
Bitch I came in with them bands
Drank wastin all on my pants
Onna dance flo
know what we came fo'
Straight from the no to the dance flo'
I'm only here to party so playa don't sweat me
You need to check your girl
You betta tell
employed by Patron
Yea ya boys in a zone
And you can tell by tone
That i feel I'm the best and no I'm not alone
I gotta squad right behind me like the old
What do I say
Say whatever the heck you want
Be on beat stay on beat
Oh my GOD
Yo here I go
Hey yo I don't know any words
My GOD
Play the Album
you can burn that now!
[Chorus]
I flow when I go
In flo' mo', in flow motion
(Flow… round by the wind) [x2]
[Krayzie Bone]
Try and keep up
albums wrong, yea
This is the bonus track
I got a bonus track
You think my album's whack
But I got a bonus track
This is the bonus track
I got a bonus
education
And I’m sure this will end up online
So I don’t want to diss anyone at
The American Academy, I’m sure it’s equal to
The Art Institute of Chicago by
I'm never goin' nowhere so don't try me
My music sticks in fans veins like an IV
Flows poison like Ivy, oh they grimy
Already offers on my 6th
I'm never goin' nowhere so don't try me
My music sticks in fans veins like an IV
Flows poison like Ivy, oh they grimy
Already offers on my 6th album
for The bay, gonna hit a triple double
Better get out my way
Yeah, get out my way, You don't know the name
I'm tryna get by, one day at a time
I got new
Yeah, what up with it ya'll(powerballin')
We come to the end of the powerballin' album
I hope you liked it and enjoy it (you know)
I'm
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