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andre nickatina - nickatina creation lyrics

gentlemen. welcome. i look foward to a tounnrament of truly epic proportion. we are unique gentlemen, through long years or rigourous training, sacrafice, denail pain.

yea this is uh a nickatina creation. you probablly never heard nothing like. this but check it out.

i got flavor and all them thangs you know. yea b-tch suck a d-ck or hit the door.its like a vessle clearer than a crystal, hotter than a pistol, man i give a whistle. and gather up my converse in a hurry n-gg-s flock together like ravens in the bird the movie the movie by alfred hitchc-ck b-tch i got your block b-tch i got your block on krytonite lockdown and worship like a kansas city royal or a chick thats up in bagdhad living of of oil, rough and ready eatin on italian made speghetti the way i pin the gr-ss mothaf-ckers call mr teddy, bear yea litte rug yogi, f-ck them us made tv’s i’d rather f-ck with sony mitsubish my girl’s name is sun duck kim, her father is the president of ibm “thats him” is what the cops say when they fear nicky im thinking cash burns i get ghost on the piggy to the den andre nickatina all in a n-gg- making dikes want d-cks again :)the ace of spades, sh-t can get colder than a glacier but sweeter than them licorice or them zig zag papers yous a scalywag you wait for? and you wear a tote tag but b-tch i leave a gash like a 44 mag real dash-board i race like shaba just to put a gun on og he yell “mama daddy” someone call the fuzz mother f-cker down with them columbian drugs im not a savior sh-t vibrates like a pager i got my bow and arrow stretched just aim her something propper, swinging blades like a helicopter instead i crab meat spend my cash and chow down on a lobster with the sauce b-tch my boss back and get raw f-cking with criss you gonna get crossed out nothing but d-ck in your mouth went to vegas to see the tyson fight and brought a quarter ounce, to smoke to sell, you really cant tell so many fine hos you think its heaven or h-ll, you pick, my timer tick tock a timex, n-gg-s look for p-ssy when they cant find s-x.

this is uh, a nickatina creation. todays what baby-october third about 330 in the morning. and we awake like an owls

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