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Correct Downtown Lyrics
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Old Man Saxon
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Correct Downtown
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I roll though ya town blowing hella big For the hell of it You can find me stunting I roll through your town blowing hella big Ain't with the old one na I got a better bitch Souped up Nikon pics on me Fresh death boy you better grab ya chick homie Blind with the banter im a fan of hers Im trying to get this mil call the manager Im really not enjoying it Don’t know who your toying it Save it nigga foil it Im really trying to tell you im a factor Im really tryin to ball just like my pastor Im really tryin to say to all these rappers Quit switching lanes niggas ya causing traffic Is it enough to bring basses up We ain't slanging stuff But ain't making much We ain't paid enough But tonight we stunting so blaze it up You know where to find me Chorus Won't be quick as a cricket won’t be slow as a snail Events ain't Lemony Snicket’s I know you holding them shells But dog we really can kick it Ain't no need for that popping off And girl I insisted let me properly top you off Game sick I came through with dust on my shoes nice fitted though Felt some distain for some lames that I didn’t know Trust i ain't tripping though Fits I didn’t throw Want my residuals A chick that walk pigeon toed Ohhhh baby boo I like it like that Thats fact One two my my is mine stacked My line just got racked up Nose got jacked up Woes just got passed up No im no actor So would you cut it up Im on some other stuff Brother get ya numbers up Drop the blunderbuss Fuck that shit and that shit that you selling bitch Ima roll thorough ya town for the hell of it Chorus Just for the hell of it why not Trying to find spots where I can sit and dime watch Maybe buy pot Have a drink or two Shock you like pikachu I play kazoo and eat ya food Hold up wait they sending him that pay Well no fucks were given on that day How much you got on you little boy Don’t let them put them dots on you little boy I could probably rock with you little boy But look how you talk you a little boy Im a grown man new stitching on the socks You can catch me at the club probably hitting on some box Solid Snake right now You can hate right now Ima make my rounds Ima find me something Making cake right now In ya face right now Stocked a eighth right now you can find me stunting
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