Lyrics:
alten Strophen und alten Beats
Eimsbush Stylee
Ah, check das ab
Yo
Was los? Wir sind im Haus heut' Nacht
Haben euch alte Styles mitgebracht
Für
I love me, I love me enough for the both of us
That's why you trust me, I know you been through more than most of us
You used to text me about
you're warm enough
We're just warming up
Let me know if you're warm enough
We're just warming up
Give it to them, one more
Gotta go ahead and give it
goin on, on and on and on
On and on and on
Yo I've been treading on this globe man for twenty-five joints
Sometimes Shaitan got me by the pressure
smarter
Dropped a couple more tapes
All by lonesome
Went by a weird name
Felt broken, felt hopeless
Then I linked with Saige and them
Got connected
Felt
We bout to get busy ol skool style
Yo jazzy on the wheels me on the m-i-c
Lets seewe got a couple of new additions
Sumthin new age
We got little john
know me
Drop my top, out that roof, that's that Rollie
Girl don't play, I'm right here, you gon' show me
All I need is one more drank
Two more
the clear blue
His last memory of his son is seeing me through his rearview
I still love him yo, but I love his brother more
My uncle showed me love no one
I flow (flow) you know (know) a pro (pro) and so (so)
Let me get a hoe on the down-low "God damn!"
Ah can I get it yo? (Yeah, you got it yo)
Now
Squad
From the top, we have the great Luda, Jeezy and Wayne
T.I., Rick Ross, Rich Boy, Snoop and The Game
And for my ladies, we have, Ne-Yo with Usher
better act right lay low
We know where yo family live
Trust me you don't want me up in yo grill
Wit a ski mask on duct taping your kids
You can pray
this the real me
All of my bruddas need Bentleys
Ion give 2 F’s unless it’s Fendi
Chasin them M’s like I’m frenchy
I ain’t tryna fake it, to make it
I’m
the champion sound
Believe, believe
Lamborghini Mercy, your chick she so thirsty
I'm in that two seat Lambo with your girl she tryna jerk me
Lamborghini
for two green five six seelo and the ego (yeah)
So how you flipping grams yo (uh uh)
I'm touching keys like pianos to getting dough like tony soprano
Yo
You're stylish (stylish), vibrant (vibrant)
Different (different), beautiful
What more, what more could I ask for?
You're shining (shining),
yo yo yo
Ne nune ttuige 1.2
Neon chyeodabojianha ppeoljjumhae
Got neomeoolgeoran geol
I know (you are the only one girl)
Nae modeungeol da
like it's two of me
Evidently, I'm hated by a few MC's
But so what? I just max like I'm playing the sax
And take the crowd to the climax
Yo, Cool J,
shit back
Slow motion
Bring that shit back
Bring that shit back
Baby just give me one more
Tender just pour me one more
Dj just play me one more
I'm
focused as could be
Packs moving by the 3s bout 10 or more a week
& Kept the gas of the of the sour deez to flip just bro & me
Cash growing like a tree just
Seems to give me that vibrant feel
Got to thank God I'm here
When they nearly broke my will
So I'm up and down like a yo you
With my pain
cnd I'm up
know I'm Erick Sermon
(yeah) the Green Eyed one
You step to me you gettin done
Flame, number two is ready
A drunk MC with rice, served
Thinkin he was
to fight me nigga? (Huh? huh?)
Stop frontin' nigga (You frontin' nigga)
Uh
[Mase]
Yo, one, two, three, four
Everybody on the floor
)
Can't no one bend my cousin from the Peter Piper like the others
Latchin' on to when I caught the fame (a-one, two, a-one, two)
Pass the task to ask me
motha be buggin' soon as I walked in the door
Got me like "I ain't fuckin' with that bitch no more"
Don't even like so I can't fuck with her
Thinkin'
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