| I’m screaming, «Motherfuck your etiquette»
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| Body marked up like the Haunting In Connecticut
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| I was smoking good watching Drop Dead Frederick
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| Bitch said my dick so big cause she measured it
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| Put the measuring tape on your tongue and you can treasure it
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| Light-skin Hilary Banks and I’m a Trevor
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| It treacherous pistol under my pillow not peppermint
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| Leather grips or butt-naked bitches wearing catcher’s mitts
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| Acting ratchet with my wretched bitch
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| Threw a bone, told her fetch it quick
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| Ride my stick then cackle like the wicked witch
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| Eh nigga you should get a niche
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| I sewed it up, you should get a stitch
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| Bitch cruise up, Pee Wee Herman when I peddled in
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| All these drugs I was peddling
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| Scooby Doo, how they meddling
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| Like that X-man with metal skin
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| Reverend said who let the devil in
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| See me rolling joint lick top
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| You can smell it through the ziploc
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| Yes you know, yes you know
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| Gold fangs in my grill
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| You can see me through the tint
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| I come across hella friendly
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| But I still get you skint
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| Yes you know, yes you know
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| Tell me something I don’t know (shit)
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| Tell me something I don’t know (say what?)
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| Tell me something I don’t know (say what?)
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| Tell me something I don’t know
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| Chillin' late night watchin' fight compilations
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| Turbulence ahead I see flight complications
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| Two too many L’s I need big compensation
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| Back in high school we bumped with Bill’s population
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| Baggin' tan bags to the compilation
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| cousins than the crib conversation
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| We OD-ing, we don’t dig moderation
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| God-fearin' vamps we’re a wolf congregation
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| Pill poppin' patients, no fucking patience
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| Me against the world but it’s still domination
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| Yellow niggas skate off like Bart Simpson
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| Know you’re cuttin' deep when the nigga bleed the dark crimson
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| Crimson and clovers never sober with my dark kinsman
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| I’m the fresh prince if you never went to Princeton
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| Peelin' off in the instant, Garbage Pail Windy Winston
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| My female is a princess and her boobs smell like incense
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| See me rolling joint lick top
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| You can smell it through the ziploc
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| Yes you know, yes you know
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| Gold fangs in my grill
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| You can see me through the tint
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| I come across hella friendly
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| But I still get you skint
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| Yes you know, yes you know
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| Tell me something I don’t know (shit)
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| Tell me something I don’t know (say what?)
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| Tell me something I don’t know (say what?)
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| Tell me something I don’t know
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| Tell me something I don’t know (say what?)
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| Tell me something I don’t know (say what?) |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Tell Me Something , by - Avatar Darko. Song from the album Trances with Wolves (The Prixtape), in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп