| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Yeah, yeah yeah yeah
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| Waaahk, waawaawaa
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| She said help me, help me, help me
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| I’m trapped in my mind
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| She said help me
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| Carefully, I got no energy (WAAAH)
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| Broke me, choke me, stick it slowly
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| No cut, torpedo, O. T
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| Outta time, chewed up Fritos, where my cheese? |
| (WAAAHH)
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| I’m a beat type of nigga, you a (YUH)
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| I’m a sleep type of nigga, while she horny (YUH)
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| I ain’t play freeze tag with niggas, I always packed heat
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| Glock 40, magazine, issue #43
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| My brain be controlling me, get the best of me, get ahold of me
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| You invest in me, you sworn to be, I’m knighted by all the Queen’s
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| Ooh, Sade, we can’t take, we can’t shake
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| Girl suck that dick more than Shawnae
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| Oooh, got my mind in a frenzy
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| Oooh, take it off, with your friends, hey
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| Oooh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-ooooooh, please don’t have a panic attack while you in
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| my room
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| Oooh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-ooooooh, I got some secret sauce I spill on you
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| I’m the man, 100 grand, fuck what your mom say
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| I’m the man, 100 grand, fuck what your mom say
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| I’m dat man, 100 grand, fuck what your momma say
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| I’m your daddy, I’m your dad, whatcha get me for Father’s Day?
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| I don’t really wanna ride unless the Tiger peeled off
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| I stepped on your turf, just to get ya soft
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| Baby, you a whole bird, lemme get you off
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| If you join the committee, you committed, that ain’t nooooooo
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| Where your friend that I need to talk to?
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| Where your old man, I do
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| I just cut 2 to 3 pints like a coupon
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| Exotic Fanta, poured up, I might lose my mind, mind
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| I’m running out of time
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| Been running after you, chase you down my whole life
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| Oooooooh, somethin on her mind
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| Oooooooh, somethin ain’t right
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| Oooooooh, and I’m running outta Sprite
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| Oooooooh, Redda, bring the beat bike like, yeah |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Redda Bring the Beat Bike, artist - Robb Bank$. Album song Road to Falconia, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп