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Corona session (can't fuck with the flow)

Vår Hiphop - Lyricism

   

2007-09-23 00:54

Corona session (can't fuck with the flow)

When I'm rollin up in clothes of Dolce Gabbana...
You stand there in your faded shirt and phony bandana
Call me Tony Montana..... I got blow in the hangars
and move coke from Havanna to the Copa Cabana
We don't know any manners....... all we know is...
"Give us the dough or we gon' start blowin the hammers!"
Bitch I'll beat you so hard when I'm swingin the bat
That you have to eat through a straw and piss in a bag
And right after you get up out from the hospital bed
You find me waiting oustide just to knock you again
After a bottle of Gin, couple'o pills and a bag'o haze
I get ready to smack ya face and snatch ya chain
Too many of these cats is fake and that's a shame
You'd probably rat my name when you chat with jakes
Tellin these pigs who tryina crack a case.. where I
pack the guage, stash the caine and stack my papes
The fact remain; all o' ya beginners is lame
You couldn't last a day, enjoy your minutes of fame
These one hit wonder rappers is finished today
while I'm killin the game because I'm in it to stay
My lyrics is slittin your veins and splittin your brain
Simple and plain muhfucka - I'm bringin the pain
You kids should be feelin ashamed.. that's why I...
Put you bitches in place with my fuckin fist in your face
When I'm spittin my flames it's like pictures in frames
I do it for the love.. but I got millions to gain
The good life - I spend my weekends with bitches
Cause my reason for livin is sleepin with women
I ain't got no game so I slipped a pill in her drink
She didn't wanna chill in my crib so I kidnapped the bitch
The silly trick didn't wanna give me a kiss on the lips
Now she's unconcious on the sofa with my dick in her stink
I don't even consider to think.. cause if I did........
Wouldn't I be thinkin? Fuck it.. just give me a drink
Bring me a mirror.. let me jus snort this powder
And you could have a sniff but it'll cost a dollar
Fuck recording this song.. I've already lost an hour
Now I'ma hit that fat dutch like I was Austin Powers

Can't fuck with the flow.. bow down bitches