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yungstar (rap) - knocking pictures off da wall lyrics

[chorus]
ridin blowin’ big, sippin’ on a daily basis
quick to hop out on your block and wreck faces
slanted slabs in open sp-ces, looking good and standing tall
beatin’ down the block, knocking pictures off the wall

[yungstar]
man, i come around your block turnin’ heads and ridin’ slow
with a pocket full of money but i gots to get mo
standin’ grain my body sw-ng as i swoop from lane to lane
to be seen without bang is like a piece without a chain
jock me, knock me, but that kind of stuff don’t stop me
since i’ve wanna be a balla i got the world wanna watch me
don’t hate just wait for me to skate down ya street
balled out smoke a sweet with benjamin franklins on my feet
ball fade hit em with shades never afros and braids
we stackin can of raid cause all roaches getting sprayed
not cappin just a reala still making playa choices
show da gat, show da horses, hear my name in different voices
juiced up and toed down on my flip makin my rounds
smellin’ like a pound drippin finna paint to tires
makin way how i play leanin’ hard unless you doze
hopped up huggin lo’s
with mansion floors and starchy clothes

ridin blowin’ big, sippin’ on a daily basis
quick to hop out on your block and wreck faces
slanted slabs in open sp-ces, looking good and standing tall
beatin’ down the block, knocking pictures off the wall

[yungstar]
man, dats da garden for real flippin’ lexus to seil
mashin 90 on the feeder
with a dark senorita
and some long haired italian
piece and chain medalion
my currency increasin, i’m droppin 50 on they gallon
i gots to come froze, but they all say i’m cold
flip slap da cross watch my currency unfold
i think you ride long seven dayz at the creek
flex tatted on my arm, hieroglyphics maybe greek
never brag never boast, fly’n coast to coast
on da plane sippin’ drank
eatin’ scrambled eggs and toast
chingale my padre,bought a lexus for my madre
we in a bubble lense smoking swishas on the highway
parking on the sand, jumping up outta the van
bezentine around my neck diamonds glissenin on my hand
watch us spin heads with my cranberry red
remote controlled vcr stretch burbon with beds
double stretch limosuine
twenty inch byzantine
i live my life upon a hustla could it all be a dream
exotic beaches and peaches, white tigers on leashes
me and shane on the way to the lake, the crush lexus increases
in this game on a mission
blainted up expedition
you ain’t gotta be all in my face
i blind you hoes from a distance
chandeliers in my den
blowin’ smoke in the wind
you can catch me in a 600 or a big body benz

- yungstar rap lyrics

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