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"M6" Lyrics - Sen City (Ft. Jim Jones)
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Here is M6 Lyrics by Sen City Ft. Jim Jones @
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You see myself on top
And then i send that shit to the bottom
I blow money on .. rose and vodka
Gotta think I gotta
You see myself on top
And then i send that shit to the bottom
I blow money on .. rose and vodka
Gotta think I gotta
The bottles got to reach in
It don’t spent no time .. start creeping
.. pulling air all weekend welcome to the Gucci world
.. used to be .. pretty . now she suck ..
Club spinning .. fuck the man space ship
.. job searching like .. never have shit
How could you hate .. she said Champaign make .. bring me rose
You see myself on top
And then i send that shit to the bottom
I blow money on .. rose and vodka
Gotta think I gotta
You see myself on top
And then i send that shit to the bottom
I blow money on .. rose and vodka
Gotta think I gotta
I was talking .. so fast I was dropping that Porches
.. I had no remorse on them .. I will be jumping on jets
Cause they said it supposed to .. show me where the party at
Kid so fly should live with the stars .. I usually bring .. a bull popped out
You see myself on top
And then i send that shit to the bottom
I blow money on .. rose and vodka
Gotta think I gotta
You see myself on top
And then i send that shit to the bottom
I blow money on .. rose and vodka
Gotta think I gotta
Thursday, June 02, 2011 |
"Throw It In The Air" Lyrics - Cam'ron (Ft. Sen City)
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they told me kill it … how much could i get them running
bitches chasing stacks them hundreds six times i need your size, i need your ...chilling
i don't need to know a name all i wanted was a raise, he was start up in the range change
i'm a flower to a bow, i'm a bow to a plate, how you bag up all this coke?
i'm artificial, cool off in the tissue, bitch don't pressure luck end up on the wrong side of this pistol
yeah, i'm so tough, … now sweet niggers up get a dust pin
rivalry, drug scams, i'm like hammer with the hammer, can't touch can
facts of life can't feel, i move wet like wipe was on a windshield
walk by how the wind feel, my drool drop the top like the wind chill
ain't playing with the same debt, i made a million off the warder, that's the rain check
you ain't learn the game yet? the baby mom and your sis got the same neck
we sick dancers and we need answers, you was born to disappear, steve francis
he left with 14 mill, you ain't got 40 dollars, shawty chill
they told me kill it … how much could i get them running
bitches chasing stacks them hundreds six times i need your size, i need your ...chilling
i don't need to know a name all i wanted was a raise, he was start up in the range change
i'm a flower to a bow, i'm a bow to a plate, how you bag up all this coke?
i'm artificial, cool off in the tissue, bitch don't pressure luck end up on the wrong side of this pistol
black trip, i'm mad nigger, 20 year run i ain't talking rap nigger
me and bloodshed stole this ...act figure, 15 with the 45 we were stack …
ball out ebc, girls feel the … up with the …
blow it up, tear … my bank account real strong, gnc
mind the door i hit power ball, couple record sales, mainly off the … yo
wash money like a shower yo, we screaming can't get any louder though
that's sorry yo, been the … yo, since … same thing about to … yo
move back now feel the crowd yo, follow me please, i doubted yo
they told me kill it … how much could i get them running
bitches chasing stacks them hundreds six times i need your size, i need your ...chilling
i don't need to know a name all i wanted was a raise, he was start up in the range change
i'm a flower to a bow, i'm a bow to a plate, how you bag up all this coke?
i'm artificial, cool off in the tissue, bitch don't pressure luck end up on the wrong side of this pistol.
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