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The Season

 

The Season


Hands up, hands up!
My aura is so bossily, chickens wanna lick it off me
They see my wrist is costly so they wanna lick it off me
They wanna see me tired and offspeed
But I'm wired like I sipped a pint of Turkish coffee [?]
The snakes in the grass get cut, like chicks with an ass get cut
I'm laying down the scene, man, I put a path to [?]
I'm laying down the other half, and now my house is up
Throw your glasses up, this a toast to that dream ville, that cold train
Never pass us up, ask your bitch, she know the thing, and she never passes out!
Hoes greet the team in VIP and get their asses up
[?] on their belly but her ass is up!
That's right, I ride around in that shit
Rolling up on that thing
Every day is like a video for links
You don't not ride around with interiors for [?]
My [?] cause his hoes is on my hips

[Chorus:]
You know the winneris misleading, walk out the door
Think it ain't that cold, man it's later, it's freezing
Wake up if you're sleeping,
This our year, this our time, this is the season!
Get your hands up high, do what I say
Hands up, hands up, hands up
Just do what I say!
Just do what I say!

And get your hands up high, and keep them there
I'm just spitting retarded, you would think that my speech appear
Got so many things burn [?] if that Chris appear
Take a [?] pop that bitch and I leave it there
[?] got a rebel stripping, watching Martin marathon till 5 am
You just fly her ring, take her shopping and supply her friends
I guess that Pocahontas needs some moccasins
Hard time drop, so I guess the top is in
We're all we got, but them bitches flocking in
Whole flock like a whole lot of seagulls
Whole life with a soul down, that it goes
I see the evils, this is queen's do
When niggas lean you like [?] do
World wide fan, I'm going to touch the people
I fuck a bitch my nigga, fuck her too, this is the sequel

[Chorus:]
You know the winneris misleading, walk out the door
Think it ain't that cold, man it's later, it's freezing
Wake up if you're sleeping,
This our year, this our time, this is the season!
Get your hands up high, do what I say
Hands up, hands up, hands up
Just do what I say!
Just do what I say!

feito

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