Lyrics:
the cyclone
S-T-Y-L-E-S, yes I know
Give the rap phene vaccine
packed red beam
Put 'em up, what the fuck
You plucked a bad seed
Off the wall, spittin'
walk and talk how ya bubblin”
They way you wine up ya waist gyal it troulbin’
Spin me round and round now you jugglin’
Me affa let you know night ya
(serve)
I got the molly and percocets serve em (serve)
Big bills, big wave (big bills)
Cook it up, soufflé (cook it up)
Beat it up, by Quay (beat it up
displayed on Persian rugs
Equations are drawn up in paisley form
Mic, it stay warm, my flow is Evian
Deep as a Nautilus, you stay dipped in Ra's style
on the next nigga's mackin' style
And it's all from head, passin' round the mic
Never even care who you sounded like
Sound like Snoop Dogg, then you switched
flashin
Slow up Ock, before you get dropped and closed like a caption
Fractional kids don't know the time for action
Styles got the rhythm that
more out here then just kicking it
Life a ride betta have the right ticket
To sum it up adding something to the game no joking round
Subtract fu shit
brother
AMG GT coupe with the cream seats ou that more my style
SITV too get the whole damn crew looking fresh as YSL
Cooking beats up in designer
Uh oh here I come, here I go,uh oh, jump round jump!
Watcha wanna do?!
Watcha gonna do?!
Let me know girl, jump, jump!
You get tackled by
Uh oh here I come, here I go,uh oh, jump round jump!
Watcha wanna do?!
Watcha gonna do?!
Let me know girl, jump, jump!
You get tackled by
Messing 'round with this you catch the size 8 up-
I never half step cause I'm not a half stepper
Drink a lot of soda so they call me Dr. Pepper
Refuse
it live to the daylight
I see them jealous eyes by the way (by the way)
Niggas see your style, they get angry
You can catch a vibe by the fade (by
Yeah, cuz! Oi Movement DVD cuz
Big up Scorcher, big up Wretch 32
Big up Ghetto big up the rest of the members
Big up Risky! Big up Gift, Frisco,
Just don't blow my top babe I need another round
I got a hot tub by pool where we can lounge
Hit the lights babe I just wanna hear the sound
Take
Nichole
They call her boochie
Didn't want to shop nowhere but Gucci (but Gucci)
And Burberry and Prada was her style (OK)
I'm trying to tell y'all that
about who gonna chase the most clout to win
Niggas see a hundred thou' straight up do some shit thats foul
Industry got all the rappers going 'round
in by the pound
25 Rounds lay him down
Taking them ps outta town
Niggas stay running they mouth
Glock with a switch take em out
You know I been serving
got Rolexes by the thousands (Rollie)
My bitch got APs, no apologies (no apologies)
Racked up a million dollars then I iced out her (ayy)
I turned
niggas 'round me
Let me see y'all work it and work it till y'all can't stand up
Get rowdy
Let me hear y'all loudly
Keep my high niggas 'round me
Let
got my change up
Once was my dawgs but they change up
Style and profile with the lay up Don't ever look down on the way up
Cause they was laughin at me
I got rhymes in my blood like plasma
Now I'm fucking flowing underground like magma
Soon I'm blowing up like Vesuvius in Italy
Rap style invincible
around with a clip
Now she like wow wow wow
Baby try to keep my name out yo mouth
I see you biting my style
Now I'm ducking when I see you round
Now she
Ooo
She like my throwback style
I'm all in her face with the Kodak smile
Ooo Ooo
I like to show that how
If I throw her a fifty it will go back round
Messing 'round with this you catch the size 8 up-
I never half step cause I'm not a half stepper
Drink a lot of soda so they call me Dr. Pepper
Refuse
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