| Yeah, boy!
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| Check it out Slick, ya know what I’m sayin?
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| No complaining
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| I reached my destination and its raining
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| I’m in Colombia, the Bond steps off the plane and
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| I hear a hollar from a bro with ring around the collar
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| Its chief of police, grease Bond, tell me to follow
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| Treated me to everything, no taxin, maxin
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| Gives me a hotel suite for me to relax in
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| Seems everyone was on my silk drawers
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| A cloud does it have to bug me a daffy nerve
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| Jumpin out the closet, word up, dead nigga
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| Said «Chief how do you figure tryin to arrest me, the Double for the
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| Murder of the nigga?»
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| Now in a cell, but not for long, and now I’m out, I hear a weeping
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| One asleep, other sleeping, kept creeping
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| Bumped into another, my appearance was alarming
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| (To who) some lady that thought I’m charming
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| Please, the way I is I don’t even have to say hon
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| So who’s a Don?
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| You better believe the nigga keeps girls fond
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| The name’s Bond!
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| Well, I’m outside and its the chief with twenty thiefs like the brainiac
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| Aware because the Double 0 was bucking like a maniac
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| Till nobody lives, so hon, nowhere to do correct
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| Said «excuse me baby, but where they hiding the hooker at?»
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| «Around the block, but chill at least chill till the storm has stopped»
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| Decided it was a helicopter, sounds like its warming up
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| Grabbed ya leg, shot the chief, someone said «Stop hawking»
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| Shook me off at twenty-thou, the Bond got up walking
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| They was laughing as they left they grew thinner like Iraqi
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| Got the plans from the dying chief of police in her pocket
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| To make it even worse honey girl was definitely rattin'
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| Was holding her in a club that was happening in Manhattan
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| I’m on the plane in the day seemed nothing was a phasing
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| Except for the stewardess jocking the Amazing
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| But kept my composure, had another honey hon
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| Who the Don?
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| Better believe the nigga keep girls fond
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| The name’s Bond!
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| Back at home in New York, I didn’t want to get too overfly
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| You wanna know why I pulled out my 535i? |
| (pimp!)
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| Boy I see some lookouts with some girls that’s annoyed
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| It was a private engagement for the dealer and the boys
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| Double just passed the hoods with their faces painted
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| Walked in, say a good twenty girls fainted
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| Throw cousins all out but seems that everyone was shitting
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| And man I was so cool I even carried me a kitten (reowr!)
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| Trouble for the Double 0? |
| Wouldn’t swallow that
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| Who’s the man with the Golden Gun and all of that
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| Turned curls of mercy, left blood on the walls of
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| Rescued the shorty who was all on the walls of
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| Whore said «You're late!» |
| I don’t wanna hear none of your dissing
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| Nabbed the cash, made a good twenty million on the mission
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| Good job, not to mention had the boss honey hung
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| So who’s a Don?
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| Better believe the nigga keeps girls fond
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| The name’s Bond! |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Bond , by - Slick Rick. Song from the album The Ruler's Back, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп