| You know we get live and we do it better than the rest
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| Better than the rest, better, better than the rest
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| I don’t even try but I’m headed for success
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| And you know I do it better than the rest
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| Yeah, I make it look easy, you got no class, you make it look sleazy
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| Emili back in this motherfucking puta, walk in and grab what I want
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| I’m like a looter, nah, I’m not a shooter unless it’s high stakes
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| And I be at the West Inn, undressing my date
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| You tell XXL December’s my date, if I ain’t on that cover
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| Then it’s Freshman Friday, I hit the highway
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| I may pull three dames, keep them close to me for that HOV lane
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| If they know we ain’t friends, well then it’s all cool
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| I make ‘em wet, we turn it into a car pool
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| While y’all drool, I smash and wet ‘em up ‘cause I get paid cash
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| I don’t have no creditors, you lame cats won’t clash
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| I let ‘em because I’m writing off your style like a fashion editor
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| You know we get live and we do it better than the rest
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| Better than the rest, better, better than the rest
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| I don’t even try but I’m headed for success
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| And you know I do it better than the rest
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| Yeah, I get live and I do it better than the rest
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| Better than the rest, better, better than the rest
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| I don’t even try but I’m headed for success
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| And you know I do it better than the rest
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| I’m shooting in your bullpen, in the other seat grinning
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| She know that you a loser and my fucking team winning
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| She hope I introduce her to a couple freak women like hello
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| And they tongue each other like a couple Gene Simmons
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| And the luxury tenant hitting the suite
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| Put them in that APC denim and that blue and white fitted
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| Flow so cold like I’m chewing ice with it
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| I don’t boast no more, I just prove it by living
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| I been appealing, women squeal, they getting feelings
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| They all in and they all strip in they six inch heels
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| I ain’t eaten in days and shit is getting real
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| But I roll with model hoes, they love skipping meals
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| Getting wishful, chips by the fistful
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| Everybody watch like I lived in a fishbowl
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| Swimming in women who are thicker like where they hips go?
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| And they anorexic, what I’m getting in a fiscal?
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| Yeah, when they hear my name, it induces fear
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| Like they are ashamed of they music, peers
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| Yeah, they know I came here to do this
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| I’m making history while you are making excuses |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song The Rest , by - Emilio Rojas. Song from the album The Natural, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп