| I got my smoke
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| I got my drink
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| Took 'em to the face now I’m feeling no pain
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| A lot of long nights and some happy days
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| A lot of long nights and some happy days
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| I got some girls
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| I got my gang
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| Uh, yeah
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| Rappers stepping to me
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| The question is «How come?»
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| I control the party like I’m Mao Zedong
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| I crush opposition
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| Beat 'em to submission
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| Repeatedly pistol whip 'em
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| Treat 'em like bitches pimping
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| You know the outcome
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| Stop that
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| I’m as fly as a fox bat in a top hat, pussy
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| You playing with bobcats you rookies
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| I’m a veteran of combat, Apocalypse Now
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| We pop bottles like somebody’s shooting choppers in the crowd
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| Ain’t need to panic
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| We ain’t causing no damage
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| «Hey, yo I’m getting hungry»
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| Go eat a penis sandwich
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| They call me Tiger Chan, Le Tigre
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| Hundred degree fever
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| These hoes chasing me like I’m running from La Migra
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| The don, the Fonz, Mike, Kobe and Lebron
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| I’m the best to ever do it
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| Word is bond, yeah
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| Yo where Jams at?
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| Come out, come out, wherever you are
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| If I turn on the darkness so you can see the stars
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| And I ain’t even ever think that we could be this large
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| But vis-a-vis the bars, yeah, we could be the guys that
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| Crazy how these women wanna touch me man
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| Or maybe they done heard about the bucks we made
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| Yeah them fussy dames, yeah them buxom babes
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| All fucks with James, cos the bucks is suede
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| And the tux ain’t rented and the entered
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| And the back seat’s smelling like luxury
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| And they let they guard down
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| And they play me real close
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| It’s so hard to find people you can trust these days
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| Then I creep up behind with that husky blade
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| Damn, coming out my pocket like
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| I pull off laughing in my black Dodge Ram
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| They like «who the fuck robbed us?» |
| — Jams
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| I got my smoke
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| I got my drink
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| Took 'em to the face now I’m feeling no pain
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| A lot of long nights and some happy days
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| A lot of long nights and some happy days
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| I got some girls
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| I got my gang
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| Watch 'em all dance while I’m spraying champagne
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| A lot of long nights and some happy days
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| A lot of long nights and some happy days
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| Hey yo, I’m living like the planet ain’t gonna end in a flame
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| A fireball, live, hawk in the game
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| I’m Deadshot Luna, mack is real not a tumour
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| When you hear the nine click it’s the truth, not the rumour
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| Why you lying?
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| No I’m not
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| Yeah you is
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| No way
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| I’m a nigga for life but my name ain’t O’Shea
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| Jackson, I get busy when it’s time for some action
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| From but speak with an L.A. accent
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| Never lose traction, wheels killing the asphalt
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| Jams, Tiger Chan, Bishop, Gravity, bandsaw
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| Macking all hoes, yo my pimping is grizzly
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| I’m the blood like a motherfucker, push it intensely
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| A lot of long nights but my focus is safe
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| Stick to only marijuana, never fuck with the K
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| Going against the grain like, oh dog call it menace
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| We in the ear from the Valley to Venice
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| I was up at Record One the other day with Dr Dre
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| In the studio
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| Had his back turned
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| Making beats that thump hard
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| Thought to myself
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| Then I stole that nigga’s black card
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| Got a lotta liquor from Bevmo
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| JD, Henny, Stoli, Hendricks, Wild Turkey, 151 be burning up my tonsils
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| Drinking straight round and round
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| And that’s how my head go
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| When the party thinking thoughts about these thoughts and how they head go
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| Anikka Albrite, Alexis Rodriguez, Chanell Heart
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| Please can we meet and do some freak shit?
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| Lustful, untouchable, the flow quite combustable
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| big word, I Googled it, can’t spell it though
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| Drugs, alcohol and sex that’s what I’m after
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| Sensual consensual, never disaster
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| Never fuck an unconscious girl going «Shh ssh, it’s Casper»
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| Surpass ya, lyrically and physically smash ya
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| So cease, capisce?
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| I got my smoke
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| I got my drink
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| Took 'em to the face now I’m feeling no pain
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| A lot of long nights and some happy days
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| A lot of long nights and some happy days
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| I got some girls
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| I got my gang
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| Watch 'em all dance while I’m spraying champagne
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| A lot of long nights and some happy days
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| A lot of long nights and some happy days |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Happy Days , by - RYU. Song from the album Tanks for the Memories, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп