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Far East Movement

The Illest

 

The Illest

(album: GRZZLY - 2013)


We be the illest...
We be the illest in here...
I know you feel us...
We be the illest in here...
Illest in here...
We so motherfucking ill...
We so motherfucking ill...
Ill, motherfucker, ill...
We so motherfucking ill...

[Kev Nish:]
Yeh, I be Illing out from LA, I be illing out all the way
Got a v-mail from my K-Town chick that wanna hook up and blaze
I got OG cannabis (can I bust?), girl, one puff will put you in your grave
Got three pills and four jimmy hats, cause we don't kid and play
Popov, yo, guess who's getting drunk, no muthafuckas can't out-drink us
If you sipping that hate, don't get drowned, so cold polar bears on my nuts
Y'all know who we be, I hold it down for the East
Cause I keeps it pimping, Peter Griffin, yellow tinted on Z's

[J-Splif:]
Dripping on yo couches
Dripping on yo couches
Sipping Tanqueray with Orange Bang we on that Tropicana
Dripping on yo couches
From the hills to public housing
If you feeling ill then damn you ill
Be the illest on a thousand

We be the illest...
We be the illest in here...
I know you feel us...
We be the illest in here...
Illest in here...
Illest...
We be the illest in here...
I know you feel us...
We be the illest in here...
Illest in here...
We so motherfucking ill...

[RiFF RAFF:]
Yeah, nice chain, what a nice night
My ice bright, I play the wall like a night-light
Tangerine tambourine from the West Wing
The best thing about my room? Versace bed springs
I'm in the building, more gold than Rumpelstiltskin
Aw shit, look who it is: the white Russell Simmons
Jody Highroller, Far East Movement
We so ill, I think I need some codeine fluid
Riff!

[J-Splif:]
Dripping on yo couches
Dripping on yo couches
Sipping Tanqueray with Orange Bang we on that Tropicana
Dripping on yo couches
From the hills to public housing
If you feeling ill then damn you ill
Be the illest on a thousand

We be the illest...
We be the illest in here...
I know you feel us...
We be the illest in here...
Illest in here...
Illest...
We be the illest in here...
I know you feel us...
We be the illest in here...
Illest in here...
We so motherfucking ill...

[Prohgress:]
"I" is for the way these beezies love how I bang
And "double L" is for the way I blow that smoke in ya face
We roll on "E's" and we be easy rollin that bank
And "ST" is for the Illest shit we rep every day

done

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