| Okay, all I smell is lie
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| Walking through the crowd
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| They know how it is (Rasheeda)
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| 'Cause they see the crown
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| Niggas on a stray, bought last call
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| He want a menage, so I hear
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| Break a piece of that bod', gon take the whole thang
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| He know I got that sauce
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| I know he got that brain
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| Long night with a good pipe
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| Always get it, take my right
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| I levitate (sound by), then let him go (green light)
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| I run it like a relay, flyer than a PJ
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| Awesome three dozen shit
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| You can call it Andre
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| These other brawls just passé
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| They fuck with me the long way
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| Can’t do shit not now’days, if I sold my swag on eBay
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| Please pass that rosé, it’s been a long day
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| 'Bout to be a long night, and time to get my mind right
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| So, please pass that rosé, shit it’s been a long day
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| 'Bout to be a long night, and time to get my mind right
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| Ex-ex-ex-cuze me, pour that drink, pour that drink
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| Wassup man, you blow that Stang, blow that Stang
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| Leanin' on that Lymon, call it Frank, call it Frank
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| I’m gone nigga, think I need a shrink, need a shrink
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| Ex-ex-ex-cuze me, pour that drink, pour that drink
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| Wassup man, you blow that Stang, blow that Stang
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| Leanin' on that Lymon, call it Frank, call it Frank
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| I’m gone nigga, think I need a shrink, need a shrink
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| Okay, you on winner maybe two
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| Call that double deuce
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| Beans got 'em high, think you need a parachute
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| Bottles back to back (ballin')
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| Can’t stand the strain (ballin')
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| Another hit on that, and the niggas might be (crawlin')
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| Man, it’s just appallin' how these hoes act ballin'
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| Their shoot game just cray, back game insultin'
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| If I speak on it I back it, hot on my jacket
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| Mini dress, no panties, that’s why niggas love my flashes
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| Five inch pumps, stayin' than the clumps
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| We ballin' at the trumps, so I let him slap my humps
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| Piece o' rock, no chaser, while I count this paper
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| Got on so many diamonds they call me Elizabeth Taylor
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| I don’t give two fucks, I told you that befo'
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| Come right here with that bullshit, now show you to the door
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| Ya, I don’t give two fucks, I told you that befo'
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| Come 'round here with that bullshit, now show you to the door
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| Ex-ex-ex-cuze me, pour that drink, pour that drink
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| Wassup man, you blow that Stang, blow that Stang
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| Leanin' on that Lymon, call it Frank, call it Frank
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| I’m gone nigga, think I need a shrink, need a shrink
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| Ex-ex-ex-cuze me, pour that drink, pour that drink
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| Wassup man, you blow that Stang, blow that Stang
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| Leanin' on that Lymon, call it Frank, call it Frank
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| I’m gone nigga, think I need a shrink, need a shrink |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Leanin On That Lymon , by - Rasheeda. Song from the album Boss Chick Music, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп