| My name is Robert
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| It’s, uh, 6:42am on Saturday, May 23rd
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| Approximately 7 hours ago, something attacked the city
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| I don’t know what it is, uh
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| If you found this tape, f you’re watching this right now
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| Then you probably know more about it then I do
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| Whatever it is, it killed my brother, uh, my best friend
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| And many many others
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| To Bass be the glory
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| Cloverfield
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| Uh, uh
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| Iced out my chain, what you doin'?
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| Young nigga, uh, young nigga
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| Iced out my chain, what you doin'?
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| Young nigga feelin' myself
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| She gon' fuck with a real nigga, swear
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| Feelin' my, uh, feelin' my, uh, feelin' my
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| Let’s get it
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| Iced out my chain, what you doin'?
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| Young nigga feelin' myself
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| Me and your main made a movie
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| And I fell asleep on a pill
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| This ain’t a drill, you a newbie
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| Lived all the stories you tell (Huh)
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| AR-15 or the Uzi
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| I’ma get to bustin' that drill (Yuh)
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| I was on I-95 with that Act, right
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| Nigga ain’t worry 'bout drip (Yuh)
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| I had a Gucci bag, inside only held pints
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| But my lick outside cork spill (Tuh)
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| When I look behind, I see red and blue start to flash their lights (woo woo woo
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| woo)
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| I’ma have to get up out of there (Yuh)
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| I ain’t ever panic, nigga, I ain’t you
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| I don’t run, I fight, we don’t like hoes over here (let's go)
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| And I’m suited up in Evisu (Swear)
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| Never let a bitch mislead you (Yuh)
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| Skinny nigga, but my dick cop diesel (On God)
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| Cup dirty as a throwaway pistol (Ah, swear)
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| She gon' eat my brothers, you kissed her (Tuh)
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| You gon' cuddle that whore, I dismissed it (Swear)
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| You’ll FaceTime with her, I text her (Yuh)
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| You gon' make love to her, I fist her (Yuh, yuh)
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| They gon' hate on you, they know you the man (Yuh)
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| I’m the same one that fed 'em, they spit in my hand (Yuh, yuh)
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| Bitch, I do what I want and you do what you can (Yuh, yuh)
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| And she took the Perc 5, so I took the Perc 10 (Ah)
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| I know you want your molly, I got white, I got tan (Yuh)
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| Crackers all on my ass, they want me in the can (On God)
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| Probably won’t fuck that ho, but you know that I can (Swear)
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| I don’t wanna hit it like you smoke out the can (I do)
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| I got two Apple phones at the peach fuzz (Brr)
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| I ain’t got time to have sex (Brr, brr, brr)
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| Banana clip on me, bitch, don’t slow down, just keep up (Let's go)
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| You ain’t finna make it out, bitch (Go)
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| Pocket full of salad, nigga, dressing (Hah)
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| I’m in that spaghetti top, boy, Messi (Hah)
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| White Xan, yellow Xan, scramble egg it (Tuh)
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| Young nigga, I ain’t never left the city (Uh, SSET)
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| Hold up, hold up, give me one minute (Let's go)
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| I could fuck your bitch in one minute (One, one, one)
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| I get down back in one minute (One, one, one)
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| Nigga, check your Timex, it’s one minute (Tuh)
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| White gold Skydweller or the Presi (Huh)
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| Walk up on you late night with the Desi (Huh, you dig)
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| Lil momma, hit your brake light when you get it (Yuh, you dig)
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| Chanel diamonds bother me like sensei (Tuh)
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| Iced out my chain, what you doin'?
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| Young nigga feelin' myself
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| Me and your main made a movie
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| And I fell asleep on a pill
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| This ain’t a drill, you a newbie
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| Lived all the stories you tell (Huh)
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| AR-15 or the Uzi
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| I’ma get to bustin' that drill (Yuh)
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| I was on I-95 with that Act, right (Right, right, right)
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| I was on I-95 with that Act, right (Right, right, right)
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| And I’m suited up in Evisu (Uh)
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| Never let a bitch mislead you (Uh)
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| Skinny nigga, but my dick cop diesel (Uh)
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| Uh, uh, uh, uh |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Minute, artist - Robb Bank$. Album song Cloverfield 3, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп