| Yeah you already know how it is, it’s that LNDN DRGS
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| Affiliated, that’s how we coming on this one you feel me?
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| Larry June, G Perico, my brother A$ton Matthews, Krazy Bone, Conway,
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| Meyhem Lauren, Problem, Hootie, Iamsu!, Casey Veggies, my brother T.F.
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| from the 50s, Mac Mall I see you too cuddi, Soopafly from the Dogg Pound,
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| Fast Lane Figg, Jack Sippa
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| Niggas acting jealous now they switching up
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| Still up in the hood, shit good when you mention us
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| Fully automatic with the static, got the hammer tucked
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| Right under the seat, four deep you don’t want to funk
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| Really from the streets, on Ps, never heard of ya
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| All the homies G, on me they some murderers
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| I be in the V shaded up with some workers Blood
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| Hoes they get it for a young P got my money up
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| Better have that quarter every night, ain’t no funny stuff
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| Niggas acting like they hella tough but they never bust
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| If she thinking this pimping is a game put her on a bus
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| She ain’t coming back without a stack that be thick as fuck
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| Jump up in the ocean full of gold like I’m Scrooge McDuck
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| Tell them other hoes to choose up with some whoopers Blood
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| I got 20 toes and 20 more never had enough
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| I be knocking bitches that the 5 pull em out the club
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| You got the loving but now you desperately
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| That is what you doing to me
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| You got the loving
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| But now you hold on me
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| Tragic got hold on me
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| You got the loving but not satisfy
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| Said you got the loving
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| You got the loving, I just want to try
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| Bendin corners with that semi-automatic
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| City to city, we make it happen
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| If it ain’t about dollars then I ain’t answerin
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| I coulda did the Cavali’s
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| But I went Stan Smith
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| Dom P popping we better living
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| I threw heels on the coupy I come from pimping
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| Yeah I’m stuck on that bullshit like Scottie Pippen
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| Snub nose looking like Scottie Pippen
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| Million dollar missionS I’m driven by painted ceilings
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| Gone in 60 seconds that Shelby, yeah that’s my engine
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| Now my name in movies, the credits but I ain’t in them
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| I ain’t even started my interest, it’s going to be viscous
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| Double parking Benzs', we treating foreign like rentals
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| I throw your bitch on a track like instrumentals
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| Nigga shoulda listened, crash course the fast lane
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| No brakes, no seat belts, just propane
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| Yeah I’m all gas, high-powered like Mac-11s
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| Everything scandalous, filling foreigns with 87
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| Hennessey, Remy and game spillin…
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| I come from pimping, got bitches in Chowchilla
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| Nigga hit the field and we ball like Von Miller
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| Niggas talking tough and be pussy that’s Rah Digga
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| Nigga get that 40 and dump, that’s Shawn Kemp
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| And bitch I’m done chillin' unless it over a million…
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| Kill 'em!
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| You got the loving but now you desperately
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| That is what you doing to me
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| You got the loving
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| But now you hold on me
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| Tragic got hold on me
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| You got the loving but not satisfy
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| Said you got the loving
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| You got the loving, I just want to try |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Fully Auto , by - JAY WORTHY. Song from the album Affiliated, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп