| «god bless every livin mac thats out there»
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| «a mouthpiece is way more powerful than a gun, know what im sayin?»
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| «i wus born this way thats why i perform this way»
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| «the rap game is 24hrs but you dont shut down like vegas and new york city»
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| «you never been to the filmore»
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| «my mouthpiece man and my brain man B and Shaw thats wut sets me and park»
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| «a pimp is really only lookin for hoes»
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| «i like wut pimpin and hoein is doing to these motherfuckas today»
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| «a pimp is a predator»
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| «women are there toys»
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| «he has a gift to talk»
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| «i never met a pimp who said he wasnt numba 1»
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| «i dont like pimps»
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| «and i feel if you do holla a bitch like that or or wut is it
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| you feel me and that bitch respond cookies»
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| «'cause a pimp gon pimp period even wit his eyes closed
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| and his mouth shut and his ears cut off»
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| -Equipto
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| ya man i see you laughin and everything
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| you better catch your breath or something
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| you know what im sayin or hold it
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| one or the other know wut i mean
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| im bout turning heads turnin tricks and turnin it in
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| know what im saying garantee know what i mean young
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| tree with the big leagues
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| but do you beleive of something real
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| are you afraid of heights bitch 'cause im going to the top you know
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| -Andre Nickatina
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| but moma my broken dreams came from fabulous schemes
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| i get it poppin like a pistol girl to get you on the team
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| heres a telogram i like my boots to be the tims
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| and i can see you from behind through my rims
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| but sham wizard just take a look of what i done
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| i used to rap in your basement now they say im the one
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| i like to have a knock i handle business like its rocks
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| and let my blind blow when the drop check the hard top
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| its kill pretty through the city of the mo
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| man tho im a pisces its the tales of a scorpio
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| i wear Polo or maybe Isod
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| you pick the paradise its really by the bank wad
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| -Equipto
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| shit wit fifty toes upon the concrete
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| dont be ashame its pimp talk and pop don pete
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| roll our playas in the latas and draped in guchi
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| situation all my bras like a hoo team
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| hotel the condo limousine drop offs
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| who on da blade cash gates dodge cop cars
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| all damn day my mind stay awake
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| and western union from my game outa states
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| im keepin em happy
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| a peez paradise when they laughin
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| when everything done just for dady
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| we can live lavy
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| everything in time
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| so baby relize life just passed your bye (bye)
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| -Andre Nickatina
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| shit its paper mackin steel end up in a station waggon
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| if John Lennon was here he be like «girl imagine»
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| your so bad cats like wanna take your photo graph
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| and wanna brag and holla rap
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| and make you streak like a fofo mag
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| i got it going on with the visions of that butter toffee
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| mixed with that carmel coffee
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| sittin pretty lookin bossy
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| how we gon handle this and do it on a paper status
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| well best beleive on 20 g’s girl your a paper magnet
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| and other players wanna knock you like a Nakamichi
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| their playin soccer kickin game hoe and trying to beat me
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| but thats unholy you need to be my goalie
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| and do it extra manage like your forty
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| its federal
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| -Equipto
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| i tell em its no limits see baby just roll wit it
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| knowin its so vivid it easily fold digits
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| today when you livin it way in to deep
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| you invision the game in your sleep
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| peace
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| -Andre Nickatina
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| baby wake up
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| and give your all like rocky
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| your freinds trying to tell you no say bitch stop me
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| you start getting cocky just a lil stalky
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| never in the public eye baby looking sloppy
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| -Equipto
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| bitch talkin bout im throwin her off track or something man
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| im gonna put you on here if any thing
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| aint no 1 track my here i got multiple places to say
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| you know what i mean
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| -Andre Nickatina
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| alright a brand new bottle of that sweet amaretto
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| now pour a bottle of that sweet amaretto
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| man take a sip of that sweet amaretto
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| bikini fallin from the sky freak ima getcha
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| my gators is major they come in jelly bean flavors
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| the banana flavors i be mixing wit vanilla waffers
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| i like to go to boxing matches wit the baddest batches
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| the way i steal the chedder from them give me hot flashes
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| i like to take my brim and shine my rims like billy sims
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| i like to chop game wit rap cats and other pimps |
| its so explosive man them heffers be like holly moses
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| they were expensive clotheses
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| they smell like red roses
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| its how the gods chosen and everything i never broke it
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| i need your heels and dolla bills to be your main focus
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| and ima check up on you baby girl like sound scan
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| or lease like indo, digi, money, yo and dunaman
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| im not a stunna man mar driven or butter man
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| put it together super witch im a numbers man
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| the carmel with the cream the alamo supereme
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| grab your tickets 'cause your rolling wit a winning team
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| -Equipto
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| shuttin game on planes we catch flights
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| and land to get the business to crackin on that night
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| all my bitches in line like a ritual of mine
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| in her mind she gon find that miracle of mine
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| and she shine along wit me
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| C nose crispy
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| a trip 'cause it gets so risky
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| a pimp freind shifty
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| square be snitchin
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| whisperin hoes and thinkin the p aint listenin
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| chopin over topics
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| all up in the tropics
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| floss just wit it gotta watch who your talkin
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| often mislead and wanna live a life
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| and wont sacrifice for a peez paradise
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| right
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| 3 minute hoes who wont come out right |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song A Peez Paradise , by - Andre Nickatina. Song from the album Bullet Symphony Horns And Halos #3, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп