| Uncle Quincy they gon dig this
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| haha, hold up
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| Alright people, I wanna see you dance if your type forever
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| get your hands up, say hey
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| and shawty you’re looking good
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| come here, let me see you dance
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| get ya hands up
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| I got to the park, supercool, stupid hot
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| he the freshest from his fitted down to the shoes and socks
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| can you wanna like it, couldn’t care less if you do or not
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| A reminder for those of you who forget
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| here’s the king partna', ya ain’t bout to say a big deal I’m not
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| fifty mill I got, double down why not
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| 177 Aston Martin cash and carry off the lot
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| they say money talk but listen Shorty cause I talk a lot
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| incredible, my pockets and a cherry red drop
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| your money funny, big diamonds in the words red boss
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| We’re gonna be smoking the city when I come kicking come and witness
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| 8 hundred young women all here for Young fif
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| listen, if i really dig her, let her meet my uncle Quincy
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| catch up with me suckers gonna need a solid month of?
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| many moons will it take you baffoons, many goons
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| presents fill up any room, King back gimme room
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| I told the World what I’m gon do, check the charts if you want proof
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| number 1 and number 2, I’ll take the rest, don’t mind if I do
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| pull my seat up to this table in the game, where’s my food
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| but frankly, I accomplished what they said I’ll never do
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| or maybe you’ve been sleeping or snoozing on me before
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| or possibly, blocking me from opening doors
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| and everybody surprised now
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| 3 years down the road, but where was everybody
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| when albums wasn’t exposed
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| who cares if it ain’t fair
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| cause I mean?
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| Bob on beast, Bob on blast, Bob is everything you say
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| its finesse, an expression, an emphasis on my name
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| talking record labels corporations this is entertainment
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| here is what I meant
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| they be like «hey Bob try this»
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| put on this shirt, put on these jeans
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| put on this hat, that’d be the shit
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| rap it like that, sing it like this
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| yeah yeah yeah
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| that’ll be a hit
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| whats his name,
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| Hey look, came on so hard
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| you don’t see the star in me
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| Dro, I can do anything, you don’t see the heart in me
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| pressure becomes combustible
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| wheels squeezing the arteries of haters
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| plus my uncle is Quincy Jones so pardon me
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| I like riding a may
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| when it come to money boy, we got that?
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| looking bad as ever, mansion in the panamerica
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| why sick, I’m extravagant and clever
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| will damage you, it’s whatever
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| Grand Hustle Kings
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| I wont get off the mic until that thing starts sizzling
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| block you like a histamine
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| this is really history
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| watch ya old lady 'fore I slip in with this hickory
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| like elmo y’all tickle me
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| why I still be ripping beats
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| backing fantastic, tell me that you’ve been listening
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| white on white, drop back joint
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| T.I. |
| in a ride out
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| 2 of the best in the game, what you gotta decide about |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Grand Hustle Kings, artist - B.o.B. Album song No Genre, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп