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| Press
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| Press
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| Press
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| Pressa! |
| Pressa!
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| Ok
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| I’m fuckin' up my city like tsunamis
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| And I can change her world like Marcus Garvey
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| She like «All them niggas broke"and I’m like «Pardon me?»
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| And I done rubbed off on her she like part of me
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| Teach her how to cook my dope she think she Chef
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| Hit it with that free base feel like I stole base
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| Back then I had the shotty fuck a base bat
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| And Pressa got more hits than a base bat
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| Teach her how to cook my dope she think she Chef
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| Hit it with that free base feel like I stole base
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| Back then I had the shotty fuck a base bat
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| And Pressa got more hits than a base bat
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| Mama told me that these beggars can’t be picky
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| And I could make a dollar out of 50
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| And I just fed my dog and now he bit me
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| Two shots out the pump will make him Ricky
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| She like
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| I’m blowin' out her back to my new shit
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| Tell me how I hit it once and then my mood switch
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| I’m like two seconds 'bout to lose it
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| All my life been runnin' round and in 'n out of Sam &Tony's
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| Like back then I was cooler than the cool kids
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| Mouth gold, grade six, before Rap City famous
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| She mad I took her friend that she came with
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| Can’t catch me on a date cause I don’t hold hands
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| And never once you catch Pressa go run back
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| And I be runnin' shit like I’m a quarterback
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| And they be like «there, there he go"I feel like Kodak
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| And I be cookin' up like the professor
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| He behind on homework tell him catch up
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| And why he put the bread in the freezer?
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| I got ketchup on my rice, I’m kinda weird, huh?
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| I lost my homie off a feature
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| He in D-League, I’m a leaguer
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| She’ll be lyin' if she say I look familiar
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| And she look 10 times better in Brazilian hair
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| And it could get messy like a rough draft
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| I got numbers in my phone, all type of contacts
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| If they don’t see the wave, they need some contacts
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| Baddie’s at my door, I ordered that
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| I’m fuckin' up my city like tsunamis
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| And I can change her world like Marcus Garvey
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| She like «All them niggas broke"and I’m like «Pardon me?»
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| And I done rubbed off on her she like part of me
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| Teach her how to cook my dope she think she Chef
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| Hit it with that free base feel like I stole base
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| Back then I had the shotty fuck a base bat
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| And Pressa got more hits than a base bat
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| Teach her how to cook my dope she think she Chef
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| Hit it with that free base feel like I stole base
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| Back then I had the shotty fuck a base bat
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| And Pressa got more hits than a base bat
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| Money Music |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Base Bat , by - Pressa. Song from the album Press Machine, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп