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starlito & don trip - hot potato lyrics

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step brothers intro

last time i checked, i cashed it
and last time i touched the pack it didn’t leave the plastic
imagine this a plastic bag of zips, bout half a brick
then i’ma sell it then go take it back, yeah, now thats a flip
acrobat gymnastics, whole bails of cabbage
and we lifting weight like we championship wrastling
im the ultimate warrior, trips randy savage
that mean i got bowls up high, and i’m flashing
and i’m fresh to death, bring me undertakers casket
ok im gonna make it rappin, or i’m gonna make it taxin
and b-tch sh-t is a rider, with more drive than a taxi
arrive at a fast speed, 4 piles in the back seat
when laws in my rearview i pray to god they p-ss me
they stop me then i’m turning to an athlete, catch me
like a track meet, usain
insane as sadaam hussain, i’m about to blow like butane
ching chings my new name, at the door like, you rang?
i have to smoke like 2 trains, these rappers so confused mane
step brothers, so, you gone have to go get 2 waynes 2. [haha]
i shake life, oh, thats the new saying?
and i’m like f-ck this sh-t til the loo came, its february and i’m still counting
tell that b-tch my thumb hurting, she ask me how i feel about it
i wish they would rebuild our projects that way we could really profit
n-gg-s had that firework, and we’ll get it popping
all we got is dirty money, oh, but we ain’t diddy boppin
we just kicking it with a cameraman, yeah word to dennis rodman
me and star, malone and stockton, shaq and kobe, mike, and scotty
could say batman and robin, we masked up and we’ll still rob ya
like trip go in his pockets, then i pop him, then so i extended my clip
the nina got a twin i pull them b-tches out on anybody
strapped like hiking gear, fully auto semi shottys
i would say i just lost it, the only problem is i’ve been r-t-rded

god d-mn, it was my turn? i’ll retweet it
and i’m somewhere in some b-tch mouth tryin to find out if she can keep a secret
we don’t cuff hoes, we don’t beef either, tell em cut the check with a meat cleaver
do what for free? what the f-ck is that?
never heard of that! me neither
i was on my job in the streets illegal, overcharging for cheap reefer
no regards for beef either, oh my god its a street sweeper
she talk? please people. i don’t even do cheap features
ball 3 hard like john madden meet nba2k, meet fifa
meet don trip, meet lito, but don’t compare us, we equal
step brothers, like the movie, everybody wanna see the sequel
and i’m dale, and he’s brenan, pockets full of deceased people
enough flow to get sea sickness, cold, so we keep the heaters

ha ya girlfriends a heat seeker, carnivore, meat eater
super thick, but she evil, don’t know why you believe her
if you love her don’t let me meet her, you must not know who i is
i turn ya girl to a circus freak, and paint her face with my kid



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