| They call me broke goose, up on me
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| I’ll leave you salty, clean like a bofty
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| So girl… Yeah you boo, let me introduce you
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| To a new crew, not familiar, ain’t what you used to
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| Hit Aruba, put it on youtube
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| Let your ex-man see your new dude
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| And new purse, and new shoes
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| Tell em I win, haha you lose
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| Dice game I fill up the bank
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| Yo ex-man cant fill up your tank
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| Damn that’s mad triffe, talking bout the gas price
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| All I do is look and say damn that’s a sad life
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| He bake beans just add rice
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| No soft drinks, just mad ice
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| Now you waiting in the cold for the bus
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| Girl come roll with the rush, us!
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| No delaying, ma stop playing
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| I’m not playing but I’m saying
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| What you saying are you staying
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| Yeah I’m staying if you paying
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| Huh what you say
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| Yall know me, bomb hoe’s, condo’s
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| Crystal, Calico, Dom Mo
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| Oh yeah, few John Doe’s
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| I’m on point like Rondo
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| Get it here hurry up like pronto
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| No no, no need convo
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| And the raptors, Toronto
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| Play with me you’ll get your lawn mowed
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| In dawn mode, that’s code red
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| No cars girl, got to moped
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| Shout out to all my dope heads
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| They made me rich, yeah more bread
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| Now go head, for your head gone
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| Fucked one girl, my bread long
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| Got damn girl, your legs long
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| She went down, she head strong
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| Dude unlock them cuffs, so ma can roll with the rush, us!
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| Yo Gina, that’s Clara
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| Yo clara, that’s Sarah
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| Yo sarah, that’s Tara
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| Call her, Ms. Mascara
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| But she give a mean blowjob
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| Go downtown, no prob
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| Getting beano’s, did the whole mob
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| I don’t work, no job
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| Redford, I go rob
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| Creme corn, no cob
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| Bo ho, Bo ho, go sob
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| That’s your sob, oh god
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| Rascal buckwheat
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| Get braces, buckteeth
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| Zoom out, now your in the dust
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| Girl come roll with the rush, us! |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Silky , by - Cam'Ron. Song from the album Crime Pays, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп