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  • Текст песни Lloyd Banks feat. Styles P - Unexplainable

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    Ugh, here's where I go in
    Back on the dough route
    More money to spend, watch how I show out
    Lamborghini doors out, that'd bring the hoes out
    Dollar signs brung in, that's what I know bout

    Here's where I go in
    Back on the dough route
    More money to spend, watch how I show out
    Lamborghini doors out, that'd bring the hoes out
    Dollar signs brung in, that's what I know bout

    My hunger is unexplainable
    Cool people, Kenevil in my alter-ego
    Zero tolerance, we strapped wherever we go
    Wife, repo, 'bout a mill and a half keyhole
    Bite marks from you slugs on tracks and kilo's
    Three-notes got my p's q's in my jeans
    G-g-gee-whizz, my rides like superhero
    Four five ceelo, look how good I reload
    Right back at you, abide by the g-code
    Click clack deep hole, the industry deboed
    We built this [?] ground up
    Why would they figure we fold
    Figure fours on the competition
    [?]
    My flows like the levee's open
    Foreign trips, fortified zips, heavy smoking
    Problem tips, 45 clips, Chevy smoking
    [?] got into this, I bet he make it
    Ain't gotta give me shit I'm a take it

    Here's where I go in
    Back on the dough route
    More money to spend, watch how I show out
    Lamborghini doors out, that'd bring the hoes out
    Dollar signs brung in, that's what I know bout

    Neck, wrist froze out, top fiver no doubt
    Talkin, what she got now
    Old money don't count, back where she kick out
    Quit running

    Here's how I show out
    Even though I'm rap
    I'm with the [?] that move blow out
    Leather pull the door out
    You can make it rain, but I'd rather make it snow out
    Run up on your crib with the big four four out
    Here's how I show out
    Watch when I show up getting chips off the strip with the piff and the blowups
    I'm a kill the block and than leave with the slow up
    Get your mind popped off before the sign that you throw up
    I just want to lamp and feed the weed plants grow up
    Get that money
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