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two thirds tan - rest of the crew lyrics

[hook 1]
whatever party’s over tell the rest of the crew
yo turbo, it’s on you, whatchu wanna do
whatever party’s over tell the rest of the crew
yo spiz, it’s on you, whatchu wanna do
whatever party’s over tell the rest of the crew
yo triple, it’s on us, what we gonna do

[verse 1: spiz]
just when i thought i was alone
i got these problems pressing to my head like chrome
ain’t no use in going home
i’m a youngin on the streets in rare form
bringing rain i’m bringing mad storms
from now on i’m staying hot no more lukewarm
i step in the stu and then i transform
i’m hands on
always got some weed as long as i got some pants on
ain’t another sad song
this is lifestyle
in a cypher two tan be getting quite wild with bright styles
look at the kid and i might smile
they say you got a grin about you
they tell me watch your back cause they talking sh-t about you
i need a rap i need a voucher
turbo turn my music louder
as i clear up all the doubters
light it up and hit the powder
i’m just kidding but i’m not a coward
i’ll grab your face with my hand like i’m dwight howard
i’m filthy b-tch i need a shower
equipped with knowledge to the third power
and when i need an escape i hit the flowers
getting payment by the hour
stepping out in eddie bauer
on the fast track homie p-ss that
we making them cl-ssics until we get where the cash at
and that’s that

[hook 2]
whatever party’s over tell the rest of the crew
yo turbo, it’s on you, whatchu wanna do
whatever party’s over tell the rest of the crew
ayo thought man, it’s on you, whatchu wanna do
whatever party’s over tell the rest of the crew
it’s the triple man, we gonna do what we wanna do

[verse 2: thought]
icy kinda flow so beware of frostbite
can’t feel your fingertips, not even in the sunlight
leave you with a limp and a overbite
underrated but your overhyped
all gold but i didn’t make it overnight
got you coughin’ like a respirator or a casket
they adopted my flow, so call me a b-st-rd
but i stay in reverse like a pastor
i missed my exit, i realized after
no john though
lead you in the cut like rondo
no vuitton though
hear that 808 bongo
like a con mongo
shirt made in congo
i stay with eating hawks like alonzo
got your girl paying rent on my condo
i don’t even know how to rap they know how the song go
hit them with all types of nouns and verbs
i use twice the words
half the math
no defense i always attack
but even your shadow leaves your back when its black
so i let the dice roll like cr-ps
and when i stop spitting they always clap
they always clap and that’s that

[hook 3]
whatever party’s over tell the rest of the crew

- two thirds tan lyrics

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