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Electronic Relaxtion Lyrics - Artist : GoldLink
[GoldLink:]
See I used to love this shit More than I loved myself I used to push for that bezzle And run away from the cops And pop pop pop at windshields And bust you smooth off the block I did this shit before PAC And way before Drake wore Versach And no more rocks man I'm done I'm done with dumb bottled rum Run fast rabbit run run I run away from this music industry shit til I die Mothafuck you faggot niggas mothafuck you all, die I fight for peace no more beefin' Yo girl hear my voice she queefin' And we change up like the seasons As far as good music go Cause I got four hundred fifty million rap styles I done flowed And y'all got like six hundred and seventy million y'all stole My flow is stupid and cold and fluka flow like I'm old Did Joey sacrifice Steez, and Aaliyah wouldn't miss her plane Would this shit just be different or no Beyonce or Jay? Do I ask too many question to see how you feel inside? Like, girl Is easy to love me now? You ain't talk to me before Hayfield, the class whore Bitch fuck with me I'm on top Bitch I ain't gonna flop Now make them panties drop Droptop and see the city lights and drive to Gotham I don't even use a Notebook I ain't Ryan Gosling I'm more 1964 Brooks Robinson The MVP of MLB the B'more hitta' bat and shit Gimme a break kit kat and shit Beat his ass and park the whip Wop wop nigga wop nigga we on Hear the backseat jump we on right now God I need yo hand Lead me to the rock The promise land 'Caus I don't even know what to do Real shit I don't know what to do I don't wanna fuck up And don't wanna lose anything with you So... uhm Pray pray pray pray pray harder Which art in heaven our father If I die, like right now Lord take care, of my girl Bri And cut her friends, well not all. Uh. Er Maybe some, shit Start over If a nigga die right before a nigga wake and I pray up to The Lord that my soul is my to take Real nigga shit I don't give a fuck Fuck that beef Real nigga shit, uh Um ah um, yeah I don't know what But I flow so crazy Oh my God, oh yeah yeah yeah Girl Is it easy to love me now? 'Caus you ain't fuck with me before You a fuckin' ass whore YEE [Sampled from 2 Live Party - Freak Nasty:] Put my hand up on yo' hip When I dip, you dip, we dip So c'mon baby, just Pop That P' And watch Freak Nasty Throw that D, yeah Ain't nuthin' like a 2 live party When them girls freak everybody Those other girls, those other girls The 2 Live girls make me so, me so I had a girl doin' S |
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