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Correct Can't Fade Us Lyrics
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King Los
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Correct Can't Fade Us
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(We ain’t trippin’ 'cause them liars) can’t fade us (Liars finna get your change) you can’t fade us Nah, nah, they can’t fade us You can’t fade us Hold up, um, I whip a two to a eight I fuck her one night to 2, stick a few in the safe I’m slippin' through in the Wraith, can’t get this shoe in the States Nigga, you in the way, your bitch a 2 in the face I rock yellow gold, fuck hella hoes Rock Maison Martin Margiela clothes I tell a ho like I'm selling O's Look, once I bag it, I let it go I flossed up with the top off and I bust up like a top off This bitch hop off of y’all knockoffs We make movies, no box office I slide off with a brunette, wake up with a few blondes My hoes do Louboutins, your hoes do futons Ride with no roof on If I hit, my man hit, like we buy hoes on Groupons If I fuck you, it’s on my new song Beat it ’til I break it, beat it ’til I break it, woah If that thing fat, go on, shake it ho Beat it ’til I break it, beat it ’til I break it, woah If that thing fat, go on, shake it ho (We ain’t trippin’ 'cause them lames) can’t fade us (Liars finna get your change) you can’t fade us Nah, nah, they can’t fade us You can’t fade us No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no They can’t fade us, can’t fade us Yo, I don’t scoop a hoochie ‘less she got a floozy with a two Then Daffy Ducky will come and get goofy with the crew Naw, my shoe ain’t Gucci, but I’m Gucci with the shoe Yeah, there’s bodies in my trunk and my roof be in it too I got nine hustles, I’m tryin’ to juggle to make the profile double You tried to juggle I hit your head through my time humble Squad tight, they talk white like Bryant Gumbel Count the money, no time to duffle, I paper bag it Drop the top and I paper tag it Got a new Glock and I’m laser taggin’ I made it happen with two blondes, woke up with a brunette My favorite things, new shoes, new sex, new checks We all got on V-necks, but you should do the crew next Ooh, yes, give me head first like it’s two plus 'Cause I just want to Beat it ’til I break it, beat it ’til I break it, woah If that thing fat, go on, shake it ho Beat it ’til I break it, beat it ’til I break it, woah If that thing fat, go on, shake it ho (We ain’t trippin’ 'cause them lames) can’t fade us (Liars finna get your change) you can’t fade us Nah, nah, they can’t fade us You can’t fade us No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no They can’t fade us, can’t fade us Beat it ’til I break it, beat it ’til I break it, woah If that thing fat, go on, shake it ho You ain’t camera shy, take a picture trick I’m just tryin’ to come through and visit when you ain’t busy You got your homegirls, I got my homeboys with me We them boys from the city, yeah, I run my city And when I come to your hood, I got some real ones with me Yeah, I’ve been grindin’ all day and night Tryin’ to make sure I get it right Get it tight, make her go good night Eh, put her out, candle light Can’t fade us, you can’t fade us Nah, nah, they can’t fade us, can’t fade us No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no They can’t fade us, can’t fade us, yeah, yeah Beat it ’til I break it, beat it ’til I break it, woah If that thing fat, go on, shake it ho Beat it ’til I break it, beat it ’til I break it, woah If that thing fat, go on, shake it ho (We ain’t trippin’ 'cause them lames) (Liars finna get your change)
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