| these hoes dont love me, they love my benz, love my rims, love my style,
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| these fiends dont love me, they love my coke, love my dope, love my ink,
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| these haters dont love me, it dont matter to me, i stay hater free cos imma
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| down ass g,
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| cos if i dont make dollars, then it dont make cents, if it dont make dollars,
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| it dont make cents.
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| im in town dog,
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| mexican brown dog,
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| im signed to interscope,
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| im grims a c-note,
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| 500 cokily add to a kilo,
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| id rather be rich, than snitch nigga out cold,
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| my crack in sinthostat,
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| drummers with hunny hats,
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| my bitch from d. |
| r,
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| switch em with bigger stash,
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| movin my work, jus for some boots n a skirt,
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| i was loose but she complainin it hurt,
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| ice skatin on ice,
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| i got these crack heads, scrapin the mic,
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| late at night, bitch be shakin her dice,
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| runnin from feds, like i had jerry rice legs,
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| cos the dope and the rice come from pac and them plant eggs,
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| its the top shotter that rocked prada, that rhymed proper,
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| in high school i had ex in my gym locker, locker, locker, locker.
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| im a sneaker addict,
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| drug fanatic,
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| i live lavish,
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| got more carots,
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| that bunny rabbits,
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| i plant 'marry i',
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| courtyard groupie’s lurkin,
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| an them niggas wit no pussy is always jerkin,
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| an niggas handcuff hoes like female cops,
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| i got ma wrists all froze, so the COs drop,
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| ayo em drink malibu, dre drink henny, banks drink baileys and buck drink remi,
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| im on the 7 a glock like, im still smellin musty, leavin barcelona for some
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| argentina pussy,
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| ye man g-unit stunts it aint nothin', million dollar deals cos our fans dare
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| hustle,
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| i stay stuntin, my glock stay pumpin, 58−58, i got my cell phone jumpin,
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| t-o-n-y the talk of new york, blowin dro in the 6, on the way to court.
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| you in the CBA, im in the NBA, its the rap t-mac, i stay with a gat,
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| click clack, i sit back n watch my soldiers attack, ya rhymes a snitches,
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| homie im dealin with fact,
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| keep my car out the sun so the paint wont fade, n if my jewels dont shine its
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| time to upgrade,
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| imma ball till i fall, niggas cant ruin me, from platinum plaques,
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| wall to wall jewellery, i love my style,
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| hoes scream my name, its tony yayo, a cats scowl in the game, see niggas wanna
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| kill me like sindy in scream, but i pack the mac-nilly wit a infered beam,
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| ayo im on daily like freddy in the dream, n my chains so heavy, it spotted to my splean, u front on my team, ma niggas will finish you, automatic
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| traypound will fuckin diminish you |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Love My Style , by - Tony Yayo. Song from the album Thoughts Of A Predicate Felon, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп