frazic – let em blow lyrics
chorus
lately – i got a chick and she wanna holler at me at the party
not sure she got a friend, if i´m on the roam
just me so rowdy at the party
hands down and let em blow, like imma making dough
that it sounds as sk-nk as panic
but im tryna make her doll
but she got her wild running in to my pant
all as i slowly panting – seeing
she got a girlfriend, she got a girl
they wanna do they g-ngb-ng with me
and as i nearly gnarly, i got the rhyme syndrome
running franter on me
verse i
uhh- let em blow, i pull it downy slow
everything is germs, got me pressing it in the low
got her girlfriend and she sinky and it dope
everytime she pulled down the club like a brooms
rum in a song on the flow make it roll
everthing is kinda scandalous on her lumps
know i got a girl but she don´t really mind
got the colour of mustang, tha m-f- milf
stainless skin like a mobstar in a steal manic fly
and ‘i got the care to get her out the paled
heavything arriving outta club, everybody see my ride
ballers cudy on song to prally
either you sway when you crook in yo swag
i done do it other way..
everytime i slean made my colloogle a desire
just to wave in a room and strike in a mix
i require none of that, still your girl is to me –
how high!
chorus
lately – i got a chick and she wanna hollat me at the party
not sure she got a friend, if i´m on the roam
just me so rowdy at the party
hands down and let em blow, like imma making dough
that it sounds as sk-nk as panic
but im tranna make her doll
but she got her wild running in to my pant
all as i slowly panting – seeing
she got a girlfriend, she got a girl
that wanna do the g-ngb-ng with me
an as i nearly gnarly, i got the rhyme syndrome
running franter on me
verse ii
puffing on my favourite joint at the club
when we palish ain´t no shame
ladys hotter than the sun and my homies dawg
everything is cooky, cuz thesame sh-t is flamed from the blow
i rhyme from the sign in the ray
hooking down to dare amsterdam
everybody in the hood well as crook a dam
everytime we come around, insane – sh-t is working right
heavy thigh is holla right, besides
i blow paper first to stay the f-ck all night
every mr. swayz still not finding mean
every mr. slayer is still a criminal to me
i be pressing success it´s all fun to me
and i get it back sooky tote
it´s just too kukurza, everytime they mocking right
i´m still so hood till i die
every little mickey racing in this way, it would get rant
every mimic in single mini flaunting now since i come around
i rock giddy mitten silk and this ain´t ripping
when she go up and down
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