| I don’t make no deal with just anybody
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| You might be police or the federales
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| Round and round we go with em gaze up
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| Round and round we go when em thangs pop
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| I don’t make no deal with just anybody
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| You might be police or the federales
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| Round and round we go with em gaze up
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| Round and round we go when em thangs pop
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| We motivate with that head bang
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| Indoor smoke, like that flavor
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| Light it up and it symbol tation
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| Many say that we all gave up unconditional love
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| She be stackin' up fud (quit it)
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| International, sensational, we be usin' all recreational
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| Quit the chainin', then I make the lamin', then I hit the blamin'
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| That’s real shit
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| Then I roll it up and then I smoke it up
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| And I put it under funky feel tip
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| Got no respect, you’re so upset
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| It’s in yo face when I smoke the set
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| I loose up next when the dro’s on deck
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| How you gonna smoke when you broke yo neck?
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| Say waddup with that G life: God is good, man ungrateful
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| I be stalkin' that green light
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| Into Fort Knox and this shit so faithful
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| I don’t make no deal with just anybody
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| You might be police or the federales
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| Round and round we go with em gaze up
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| Round and round we go when em thangs pop
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| I don’t make no deal with just anybody
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| You might be police or the federales
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| Round and round we go with em gaze up
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| Round and round we go when em thangs pop
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| I came in the place to do my thang and pump the bass
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| Pick up the heat, now pick up the pace
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| And talk that shit right in your face
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| I’m a east side Small Beach, gangbang affiliate
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| What he want? |
| What he hit?
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| He always keep that filly litch
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| You silly bitch, I know yo name
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| Inside yo dope, pickin' yo brain
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| Look at the plane, keepin' the game
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| Shootin' stars, give it yo pain
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| Lay down, stay down
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| Swift line, I don’t play around
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| Don’t play around, clear the block
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| Both hands up like 12 o’clock
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| Tick-tock, ziplock, full of vegetation, inspiration
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| Gravitation, nigga don’t say shit
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| I bust with the K clip, bitch
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| I don’t make no deal with just anybody
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| You might be police or the federales
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| Round and round we go with em gaze up
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| Round and round we go when em thangs pop
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| I don’t make no deal with just anybody
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| You might be police or the federales
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| Round and round we go with em gaze up
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| Round and round we go when em thangs pop
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| My queen can sit on my throne
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| My team protectin' my dome
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| Might bring to offer my phone (?)
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| Bitch, keep away from my clothes
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| This stuff was always on call
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| Use to put me on speed dialin'
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| Still a part of that hall of fame
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| They be up on my weedstop
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| Got the ratchet ass first
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| With ribbon stashed in her purse
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| They come to me for that therapy
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| Don’t care of bein' in line first
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| They be wantin' that good Buddha
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| Tie it up when I hang that green
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| Don’t believe me? |
| You can ask Snoop Lion
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| Who be rollin' with the tangerine
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| (They be wantin' that good Buddha)
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| (Tie it up when I hang that green)
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| (Don't believe me? You can ask Snoop Lion)
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| (Who be rollin' with the tangerine)
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| I don’t make no deal with just anybody
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| You might be police or the federales
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| Round and round we go with em gaze up
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| Round and round we go when em thangs pop
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| I don’t make no deal with just anybody
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| You might be police or the federales
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| Round and round we go with em gaze up
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| Round and round we go when em thangs pop |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Anybody , by - B-Real. Song from the album The Prescription, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп