Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Celebration, artist - Vado. Album song Slime Flu, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 11.10.2010
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Eone
Song language: English
Celebration |
| I move chickens on the strip like pot pies, coke in the pot rise |
| Diamond cuts clean with peroxide, what if-what if would have let Pac drive |
| Ice the G-Shock glide, all blue like Megan Fox eyes |
| Small fry you a smart guy |
| Should know I ain’t bringing champagne when sparks fly |
| Still can’t believe King of Pop died |
| No tears, my heart cry like when my pops died |
| Hood is like the BET Awards |
| Everyday I hit the stage fiends see me they applaud |
| No diploma we got GED awards |
| Keep it comin boat loads don’t let TNT aboard |
| Left hand Tec blam at your best man |
| Leave 'em dead chest red like he Mef Man |
| Less grams, check scams is the next plan |
| New Lam', the Toyota like the Lex Land |
| Let’s rise to the occasion |
| Tuxedo, my ego and slide in a pair of gators |
| In the kitchen pies we bakin' |
| No time we facin', gold times we lacin' |
| Yeah, this here’s a celebration |
| This here’s a celebration |
| This here’s a celebration |
| Cigar smoking make a toast to eliminations |
| Let’s rise to the occasion |
| Tuxedo, my ego and slide in a pair of gators |
| In the kitchen pies we bakin' |
| No time we facin', gold times we lacin' |
| Yeah, this here’s a celebration |
| This here’s a celebration |
| This here’s a celebration |
| Cigar smoking make a toast to eliminations |
| I ball hard as the concrete |
| Keep a day job on the dark street |
| Pots, I drop cane like I’m a part of the Heartbeats |
| Make you duck, choir boy, when I palm heat |
| Pardon me, my chronic exotic like a palm tree |
| Cavalli kid, she said I slid I probably did |
| Ocean drive, I got my eyes on Versace crib |
| Shotty head, hit the corner like niggas gotta give |
| Wear cargos and Go-hards 'till every pocket big |
| I’m with the boss of the bosses |
| True Religion, Ralph Lauren, the horse of the horses |
| Carrera GT be the Porsche of the Porsches |
| You married to this shit, don’t be forced to divorce it |
| You ain’t strong, I’m the wrong pick to take on |
| Niggas’ll blow out your candles and have your cake gone |
| You niggas is ass, straight thongs |
| I hear my name every other minute like Drake songs |
| This here’s a celebration |
| Everyone at the table appears to be celebrating |
| To determine the dedication |
| Was determined, dedicated to just make it |
| No hesitations, stay hungry and humble |
| Turn into Tarzan just to make my way out the jungle |
| Ready to rumble, they either hate you or love you |
| There’s times I stay in the house just to stay away from the troubles |