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作曲 : Masta Killa |
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**Heavy Crowds & Conversations** |
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(Lady #1) Damn! they be havin' us out for like a Hour! |
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(Lady #2) See that's why I don't be fuckin' wit Clubs |
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(Lady #1) Yea that Fat Ass bouncer, he was out to dick |
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(Lady #2) Girl I need a drink |
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(Lady #1) Me too |
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(Lady #1) What you gettin' to drink ? |
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(Lady #2) Tss. I think I'm get me a Sex on the Beach |
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(Lady #1) Yea that sounds good |
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(Lady #1) Let me get Two orders to Sex on the Beach |
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(Lady #2) Yo did I tell you what Happened wit Tameka and her Man |
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(Lady #1) No, what Happened ? |
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(Lady #2) Yo she gon' fuck her sister yo |
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(Lady #1) WORD !! - Oh that's fucked up! |
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(Lady #2) Yo I would of fucked that bitch up |
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(Lady #1) Niggaz ain't shit |
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(Lady #2) Yo they sure ain't |
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(Lady #2) Damn they takin' long wit our Drinks |
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(Lady #1) Yea they sure are |
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(Lady #1) Yo look at that nigga over there he look good |
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(Lady #2) WHERE ?? |
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(Lady #1) Over that on the corner by the Speaker |
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(Lady #1) You don't see 'em ? |
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(Lady #2) Girl he aiiight |
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(Lady #1) He over that lookin' all serious |
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(Lady #1) He might have a nice sized dick I could do some squats on |
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(Lady #2)*Laughs* Yo you crazy - but you might be right |
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(Lady #1) HMMMMM! *Laughs* |
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(Lady #1) Oh they playin' that shit, Ole school; |
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(Lady #1) I wanna go ova there and dance wit 'em - come wit me |
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(Lady #2) Girl you crazy - I ain't goin' ova there |
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(Lady #1) Come on don't be like that, I can't go bye myself |
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*Music starts right away* |
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(Verse 1) |
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They be like send us out to Brooklyn, Queens, Manhattan |
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The Bronx, Harlem and Island of Staten |
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Just a Dedication to Radio Station |
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DJ's across the Nation |
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The East is in da House tonight |
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Hold ya ladies tight |
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Pour lil love out Queen, get ya head right |
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She stood out like 5'3", sexy as she wanna be me |
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I'm in the cut didn't think she could see |
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She approach politely and asked "Could I assist" |
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-> "In a dance wit her and her Sis" |
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How can I resist an offer so grand ? |
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She said they need a man, to stand |
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Why they lock hands |
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Sounds like a plan wit ya Golden son Tan |
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Her sista is like BK and Brown |
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She from Uptown, lil sis strokin' my back |
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I'm in the middle wit the Two step |
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Leavin' it simple, On and on party til we break |
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(Hook: Masta Killa) |
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Yea we get drunk and we stay high |
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We known to take Money and keep the fam fly |
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Guns still bust so please don't try |
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All my ladies scream butterfly, tho' yo hands high |
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(Verse 2) |
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Yea you rollin' wit live from Brooklyn, it's the Squad |
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Hard hittin', face slittin', guns tottin' |
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They let them niggaz in the party ? |
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DAMN! they gon' fuck it up |
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Brothers ain't *?Corrupt?* it's just how we came up |
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Rough, tough from the City |
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Pretty ass Pats, strung hung myself young |
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When I think back sometimes - I wanna roll one |
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Just blow one - and sit back |
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Unwind, kill a lil time, you know ? |
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(Hook: Masta Killa) |
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Yea cuz we get drunk and we stay high |
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We known to take Money and keep the fam fly |
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Guns still bust so please don't try |
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All my ladies scream butterfly, tho' yo hands high |
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(Verse 3) |
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So peace, Happy Physical day, if it's your Birthday |
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More power moves to make, cake to take |
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Be Thankful for the food you ate, let's Celebrate |
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People on the Ecstasy - Please don't OD (Overdose) |
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It's really not Healthy for your body and Mind |
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Come wind, wind, wind |
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Pretty young ladies let your Mind float |
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To another place, taste raw dope |
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Track as like Coke - Niggaz slingin' Soap |
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Compare to what I wrote - NOPE! |