| Yeeh
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| In the midst of my Carl Thomas
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| «Emotions», (Emotions)
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| I be seeing niggas fish but they can’t find me
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| I’m focused
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| I’m telling you I’m focused man
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| You hear it in my vocals man
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| You better pray that the burner jam
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| Or better duck out the way
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| Raise toast with my niggas like we know the plan (uh)
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| Ski mask scully, keep shit discreet
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| Stay head hunting cus' the streets mad gully
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| I’ma take your money to provide my dreams
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| Cus' them things ain’t cheap
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| Running up a check
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| Check into a 5 star telly
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| I’ma live like i move with the breeze
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| Fine little Asian, Caucasian, Dark sister
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| One under each arm
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| They fall for my charm
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| Then i woke up
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| Sweat running down on my face
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| Hotter than mocha
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| Thoughts of the shit I’ma do
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| Feeling demonic
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| Currently I’m solid as rock
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| Call it Medusa
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| But this wave got me thinking like Khaled
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| Nigga iconic
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| Should I change what I stand for
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| Just to gain some appeal
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| Cus' a stone in the water
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| Only sinks to the bottom
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| It’ll never reach where the H2O will
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| You can be a rock, (you can be a rock)
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| Or a wave (or a wave)
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| You can get stuck (you can get stuck)
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| Or get paid (or get paid)
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| You can be a rock, (you can be a rock)
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| Or a wave (or a wave)
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| You can stand true (you can stand true)
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| Or fade away (or fade away)
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| On that same thought, I went straight to
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| My little Cubana, her little gap tooth
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| She’s the only one, I’m really fucking with
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| Investing my time and heart
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| I’m trying hard to show her
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| That the real is back
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| Real nigga to bring your feelings back
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| Cus' abuse made her numb
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| Passionate when we make love
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| All the nights she know strings attached
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| I be saying baby be the rock for a nigga
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| Love it when you love me
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| Giving top to a nigga
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| Anything you need, come and talk
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| We can build, be a team, raise up
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| See the top with a nigga
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| But she ain’t really with that Jack
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| Cus' see all the waves was calling
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| My girl want to move away
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| Cus' Kim I can’t wait here for you and your career
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| For a fact, biggity-back babe I’ll be right back
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| I ain’t seen her since (I ain’t seen her since)
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| Cali was her calling (Cali was her calling)
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| O-Town is the home (O-town is the home)
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| I’m 305 to the bones (305 to the bones)
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| How far can I get (how far can I get)
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| Without chasing this paper (without chasing this paper)
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| I never care for the money, necessary evil
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| Man ain’t it all (?)
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| You can be a rock, (you can be a rock)
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| Or a wave (or a wave)
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| You can get stuck (you can get stuck)
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| Or get paid (or get paid)
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| You can be a rock, (you can be a rock)
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| Or a wave (or a wave)
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| You can stand true (you can stand true)
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| Or fade away (or fade away)
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| Like this (like this)
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| Yea uh (yeah uh)
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| Can’t one count me out, never the culprit
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| Push back til' I die or he dies
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| Cus' when its time to shine I seek pressure
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| See my words they profit, straight diamonds
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| Cats fiend to hear this coffee
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| Great measuring length
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| But what did you think
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| When you walk in the field
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| My nigga to moving the tank
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| I’m bringing the seals, busting the seels
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| All you busting is blanks
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| Call Hillary, all im busting is banks
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| Laughing straight to the bank
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| To secure that bag
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| Ooh ahh, mula cash
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| When you step
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| Better move with a proof or pass
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| Or it’s poof, I’ma move right pass
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| Or than catch me outside, nigga how bout' that
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| I feel presidential with my penmanship
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| So my John Hancock write like John F. Kennedy
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| I’ma chemist, I do magic
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| I’ma tell you ain’t no telling when I’m (?)
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| Ha ha, lol you ain’t get it
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| Guess you ain’t hear me
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| Mr. clean you bitches goddamn lil' dirty
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| When you want to kill, right away, get it early
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| I’m early bird
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| I’ma a falcon, a dirty bird
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| Probably ended up in 33rd
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| But i dont fuck with the jailhouse
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| I’ma push til' I die, pressure
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| Shoot my way out, blap
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| Then i woke up
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| Sweat running down on my face
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| Hotter than mocha
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| Thoughts of the shit I’ma do
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| Feeling demonic
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| Currently I’m solid as rock
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| Call it Medusa
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| But this wave got me thinking like Khaled
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| Nigga iconic
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| I’ma rock with a strong foundation
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| But i move like a wave
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| I’ma see the end of time
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| Make sure i never fade away
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| Blap
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| Then i woke up
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| Sweat running down on my face
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| Hotter than mocha
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| Thoughts of the shit I’ma do
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| Feeling demonic
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| Currently I’m solid as rock
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| Call it Madusa
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| But this wave got me thinking like Khaled
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| Nigga
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| Yeah, yeah |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Rocks & Waves , by - KIM. Song from the album Seeking Forever, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп