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bleu collar - paint the town red lyrics

[verse 1: mc basik]
once again the majestic bleu collar here to put a headge in the streets
fully stocked with the [?]
so much that we boogie to ourselves
and threw away offering companions ? a slut by the ?
send her home heavy panting, soaking on her bunions
recollecting on our escapades with a catch so sudden
she say, “oh, the mayor, he’s so dreamy”
reputation hot like ziti
keeping undergarments creamy
shit i back doored to bring her a bear
so i better proudly scamp
dressed straight lousy tramp
wookie wearing rubbernecking draws dropping eyes
gocking at my unbelt spring line
wax, hands on
digest my gravy baby
getting these [?]
can’t you feel the confidence oozing out our pores
floosie skank whores just shooting out our doors
rushing to your bedside so the absence can’t be pinpointed
only to dive in to a stretched cat to get your trust disappointed
man you better submit
become a player like chuck taylor

[verse 2: reese one]
stink motherf-cker hop out the seven fo’
(oooh)
sports kit, v12 those
jeans and tennis shoes but it works no doubt
compared to you maggots i’m the flyest nigga out
you ever step in the place and can feel the room stare at ya
bounce to the floor like, cartoon characters
ladies tense up, niggas get insecure
cuz they thought they had it popping but now they not sure
i’m the yardstick when you want to measure hard shit
you a lame nigga if you ain’t hip to our shit
you never seen a nigga doing this good toots
getting hell tough like a nigga with one foot
looking super c-cky with no jewelry to flash
just a gold credit card and five thousand in cash
with a double shot of something straight giving me a buzz
you wanna go hard like me, you better tighten up

[verse 3: basik mc]
bleu collar the inventor from the dub we cannot die
we grace the freaks with our presence and move crowds i will not lie
we get all the ladies you dream about no ice and no champagne
so when we put the smash down on young punks lets do the da-amn thang

[verse 4: basik mc]
now if you wanna upgrade to a basik type level
you better tighten up on your backstroke
and if you wanna go hard like reese chuck taylor
you better tighten up on your backstroke
i was subjected to the beauty of this thick young tender
that i knew by way of my man reese one
she screamed, “ooohh thats my shit b-mping my i have a dance”
and i said well at least one
to rug we cut on the floor a dance she told me that she’d like a drink
well broad purchase a drink then
oh you thought we was them bubbly cats
with trick -ss champagne gl-sses clinking
nah, we’re in a boss hogg mind state
we ? our logs
and we drink dog straight
don’t hate

[interlude: reese one]
hey excuse me my nigga, let me get right through here

[verse 5: reese one]
slide past the losers
straight to the door
then it’s straight to bar
then it’s straight to the floor
skip the v.i.p. that shit be hella weak
just a bunch of interns and some star drunk freaks
don’t give me a card cuz i’m not gonna call
but i will write your number on the bathroom stall
cuz i’m cool right here
two stepping with my folks
who just got paid, and they still hella broke

[hook: reese-one, (basik)]
fresh, dressed like a million bucks, playa
(i’m the mayor)
and i’m chuck taylor
(better known as basik)
better known as maurice
hotter than fish grease
sharp as a pimp’s crease
fresh, dressed like a million bucks, playa
(i’m the mayor)
and i’m chuck taylor
(better known as basik)
better known as maurice
hotter then fish grease
sharp as a pimps crease
fresh, dressed like a million bucks, playa
(i’m the mayor)
and i’m chuck taylor
(better known as basik)
better known as maurice
hotter than fish grease
sharp as a pimps crease

[moaning sample]

wonderful, cut, terrific, nice work, nice work

- bleu collar lyrics

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