| Intro/chorus: repeat 2x
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| Make money money -- go shoppin!
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| Take money money -- go shoppin!
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| No matter what the weather, winter spring or fall
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| Well be doin it… «at the mall»
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| Yo what the deal cousin, gave him a pound now we huggin
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| In the mall thuggin, buggin, spent a few hundred
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| Shorties must be lovin, shit, jigg to my wallows
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| They watch like movado so I floss like Im lotto
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| You aint loungin, til youve been countin by the thousands
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| Profilin, pushin more weight than your medallion
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| We be wildin, lockin blocks down just like the island
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| Dough pilin, we keeps it in the family like italians
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| Ballin, cop some charles jordan and some icebergs
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| Ice herbs, nice curves, girlfriend with the white fur
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| Pushed up, feel her like some shots of tequila
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| Said her mans a dealer, with all these bags from antilla
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| He got to be, but you hot to me, you under lock and key?
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| Laid it down properly, this cat at sterns watchin me Moved on me sloppily, prepare for the fallout
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| With gats to blow the wall out, clear the mall out
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| Yo, dont be mad at me, I used to be King raggedy, fiends naggin me, shit I had to breathe
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| Gradually, rocked casually, sha passed the leave
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| Vaseline slick shit, green stick shit
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| Honey got some mean lipstick, my knots this thick
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| And I cop the meanest shit, still ride discus
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| But cops frisk us, the block whispers
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| Theft need to stop, how we cop
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| But you can guess like them jeans you rock
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| For now Im rollin right, cause I had four faces
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| Fightin four cases in? |
| north face? |
| of dolemite
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| So if hes here I ace the toners out my holdin tight
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| Shorty lookin innocent there, in benetton gear
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| Nuttin innocent here, this? |
| henneson gear?
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| Give us a year, to really see clear, through these cartiers
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| And do it party yea is what Ill probably hear
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| Sharkskin is what Ill probably wear, designed by pierre, trust me And look lovely with it Cop a 4.2 and get ugly with it, snugly fitted, ruggedly hittin
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| Fitted in my coogi knitted, compliments on the doobie did it Got the movie rented if the crew be with it yo Most times Im casual, but easily I switch
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| To some fly shit, like some silk suits by paul smith
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| And purchase some kicks by kenneth cole
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| Cop a hilfiger, or polo goose, for when its cold
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| Armani, and gaultier specs cover my eyes
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| The definition of jiggy so you best to recognize
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| At the mall, Im baggin up, much more than gear
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| Victoria, be whisperin mad secrets in my ear
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| She wanted me to knock her in the back of foot locker
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| I chuckled as she kicked more game than soccer
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| Others try to copy, I see em when they mock me Baseball cap bent, the fresh scent is? |
| seemiyaka?
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| All the way from green acres to the beverly center
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| Heads turn, and Im the main concern when I enter
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| At albee square, niggaz wouldnt even dare
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| With that fake thuggish ruggish when them brooklyn kids be in there
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| Saw? |
| newriqi l? |
| and then a sweet for my girl
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| Stylin, on the cell phone smilin, its my world
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| Cant forget the avorex, pocket for the royalty checks
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| My crew be showin loyalty, plus utmost respect
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| Yo son, go pioneer them bimbos, while I get some timbos
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| Later on that night youll find them nymphos
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| Thats how it goes cause mad heads be in the mall
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| Lets breeze, we got a show, plus I got another phone call |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song The Mall (Feat. G-Dep & Shiggy Sha) , by - Gang Starr. Song from the album Moment Of Truth, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп