| Derelict flow runnin'
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| Motherfuckers always hating on som’n
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| Took a small break to fill up my plate 'cause all of this runnin' 'round got me
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| hungry
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| Tell 'em I’m back, chillin' my glass
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| Ain’t no need to be panicked
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| Soon as I knock this back, I’ma rock that ass like
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| —stop— (Goddamn!)
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| Skinny Bones Jones with immaculate flow
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| (Didn't even know that he could rap like that, though)
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| Yeah, well who’s the asshole that told you I had to rap slow?
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| Point 'em out
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| I stepped into my future, blocked out that noise
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| And I came back with a vengeance
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| Like I’m Bruce Willis on 'roids
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| Tell me now, who’s got that smooth shit
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| Sipping on some Laphroaig
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| And I walked out of that smoke cloud
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| With my game tight and on point
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| I’m feelin' real good right now, yeah
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| I’m feelin' real fine (and a little drunk)
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| I’m feelin' real good right now, yeah
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| I’m feelin' real fine (and a lot drunk)
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| So if they ask about me
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| Ooh, tell 'em what I does, tell 'em what I do
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| Eeh, tell 'em where I is, tell 'em where I be
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| I’m feelin' real good right now, yeah
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| Tell 'em what I do
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| I’m feelin' real good right now, yeah
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| Tell 'em what I do, fuck you
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| Man boys, it is colder than a witch’s titty
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| Face-down in the snow in a brass bra, but this beat makes me feel like I’m
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| tongue-fucking a margarita
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| Yo, keeping my cool runnin'
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| Everybody’s always mad about somethin'
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| Figured if that’s the way that it is
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| Then I ain’t got time to worry about nothin'
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| Tell 'em I’m back and try to relax
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| You can go ahead and be honest, kid
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| This shit here has to run it back home like
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| —stop— (oh shit!)
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| Sippin' on a little bit of Templeton (what's the big deal about Templeton?)
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| Picture what it’s like to get head on top of a pile of Benjamin’s,
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| it’s like that (but better)
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| Walked out of that mic booth, hopped onto that stage
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| And I came back to go bat-shit on these jokers like I’m Bruce Wayne
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| Tell 'em now who got that smooth shit jumpin' off of my page
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| You talk like I’ve been listenin' but I’m too buzzed to be phased
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| I’m feelin' real good right now, yeah
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| I’m feelin' real fine (and a little drunk)
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| I’m feelin' real good right now, yeah
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| I’m feelin' real fine (and a lot drunk)
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| So if they ask about me
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| Ooh, tell 'em what I does, tell 'em what I do
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| Eeh, tell 'em where I is, tell 'em where I be
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| I’m feelin' real good right now, yeah
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| Tell 'em what I do
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| I’m feelin' real good right now, yeah
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| Tell 'em what I do, fuck you
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| Ooh, tell 'em what I does, tell 'em what I do
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| Eeh, tell 'em where I is, tell 'em where I be
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| I’m feelin' real good right now, yeah
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| Tell 'em what I do
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| I’m feelin' real good right now, yeah
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| Tell 'em what I do, fuck you |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song What It Dew, artist - Grieves. Album song Running Wild, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп