| I wear clothes that’ll circle the globe
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| And write raps that make you powder your nose
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| I’m like a baritone
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| I take the Vegas trip man that’s my favorite
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| I hit the strip like a sailor coming off a ship
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| I’m in the back of the car like a mafia don blowing weed wearing Louis Vuitton.
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| I’m like the diamond out of Africa
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| In the Cheesecake Factory talking loud like a pastor be.
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| I got wings that birds don’t have and I fly like the birds don’t fly
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| In the midnight killin hour
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| I give my life to the Holy Quran but it’s way behind the God of Khan in the sun
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| of Milan.
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| Step back as I roll the bomb.
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| You might text but I wont respond
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| It’s the blueberry
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| Going 90 down Seminary bumping Askari X
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| Because I’m so damn fresh yeah.
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| I wear rings like the young slick Rick and if I pawn them I can buy a brick
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| Feel me on that. |
| I crack a smile like a cracked bottle I talk shit to all the
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| pole dance strip models
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| I smoke weed like I won’t get caught
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| I drive my car like I’m sellin' a yacht
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| I’m always ask baby what you got
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| I’m always ask baby what you got
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| I’m always askin' baby what you got
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| Give it to me
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| I shoot thru like a free throw
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| I’m not hiding but people try to find me like Nemo
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| I wear the Sean John. |
| The new white one
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| I’m from Frisco
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| Balco, Barry Bonds
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| Man let me roll the chronic
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| Going up something like hydraulics
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| I be shopping on Market
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| Yo anything fly in my sight is my target.
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| I like cars with the fresh leather I like them real tough
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| So I gotta call up Floyd Mayweather
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| I eat gummy bears buy shoes in double pairs.
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| Wife beaters under my shirt is what I gotta wear.
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| I chew now an laters and wear alligators be at the parties where you see all
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| the ball players
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| Fillmore days. |
| Tahoe nights.
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| Man I be rapping just raise up the coke price
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| My closet looks like jelly beans from all the colorful suits that I got from
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| the Phillipines
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| I keep my nails clean
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| A little visene
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| I’m at the Mezzanine rude boy yaah mean?
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| I take it back like Crown Royal
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| Or for the stop homie
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| Turned it into a chemist when the pot foil
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| She like baby oil and a sweet sense
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| I like something automatic on the flight trip
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| And when it’s automatic man you can see the cabbage
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| You can see it in my face
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| Man I’m extra manage
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| More new cars more fresh clothes
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| My pinky ring is the code for Depeche Mode
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| I like to laugh like the hyena
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| Cause every time I think I’m gonna lose I’m a straight cheater
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| I wear wife beaters at your pool parties
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| But i ain’t getting my hair wet for nobody
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| I take off like a redeye
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| And I could shoot to la in at least about 45
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| Til the sunrise then we cut pies
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| And the girls only talk to the trick guys
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| I hit my lawyer with a quick bundle
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| Just to let her know sometimes a guard might be in trouble
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| I roll blunts in the backseat
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| And then I sit on Van Ness and i watch the whole track meet |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Jelly Bean Colored Suits , by - Andre Nickatina. Song from the album KHAN! The Me Generation, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп