| Now when this hit the fan you would smell like me
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| On the double oh no, now you know me
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| We hook up then this on vatay splee (?)
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| Loco so my motive (?) as i hit the lotto
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| Banana smoothie, strawberry with ten feet
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| Talking to a dun (?) and i do agree
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| A decade and a half with koolaid, and elly and ess (?)
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| You thinking that we so lowkey
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| The beat goes on and the list goes on
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| And i pour you a glass of the don perry
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| We hook up the phone 1−313
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| Disco, frigerator, sysco, (?) now or later
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| It’s that elevator to the dolo nolo
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| It’s that elevator to the dolo nolo (?)
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| Dog, strag, 313
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| Dinner at cheetah’s, drinks on me
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| That’s the way it is
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| Getcha money
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| Get live y’all
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| Earl flinn
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| Ride to the rhythm that the dj play’n
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| (uh uh)
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| They ain’t feeling what the dj spin
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| Took my man to ten
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| Tell 'em play it again
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| Get live y’all
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| Earl flinn
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| Yea
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| Yea
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| Ain’t the deals
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| I stack more bills than pills
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| Thrills on the hills for rillz
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| I’m on tilt
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| Imagine all the cunt i chip
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| I never gotta touch myself
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| I swum a wim (?) in michael phelps
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| Dc
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| I never women at cho belts
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| Still spree
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| I used to rock
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| But now i’m in the phillah
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| Don’t make me pull the sleeve up
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| The watch is a keep up
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| The rocks is a c-cup
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| Exclusive is the sneaker
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| A table full of drinks
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| That’s too much to drink up
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| Chicks wanna sink up
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| We doin' the machine how i renew 'em and move 'em
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| That’s the way it is
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| Getcha money
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| Get live y’all
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| Earl flinn
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| Ride to the rhythm that the dj play’n
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| They ain’t feelin what the dj spin
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| Took my man to ten tell 'em play it again
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| Get live y’all
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| Earl flinn
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| Mos def’ly fly
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| That’s on the low like the fbi
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| Blown the dro that just left me high
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| I’m known to blow
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| Bone a hoe and get lucky like that lefty guy
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| Prone to flow 'til the death we die
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| A thousand
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| Never that
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| Shouldn’t touch the man that what he’s clever at
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| Pockets is forever fat
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| You snitches would rather rat
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| On me
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| Because i’m gettin off your phony
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| And my wheels are chromy
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| With the blades like jenobi
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| I been around the world where they say what up homie
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| What up son
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| What up joe
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| What up showty
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| What up doe
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| Broadcastin live from the district
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| Gettin like i’m right between your eyes with the biscuit
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| That’s the way it is
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| Getcha money
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| Get live y’all
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| Earl flinn
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| Ride to the rhythm that the dj play’n
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| (uh uh)
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| They ain’t feeling what the dj spin
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| Took my man to ten
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| Tell 'em play it again
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| Get live y’all
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| Earl flinn |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Earl Flinn , by - Slum Village. Song from the album Villa Manifesto, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп