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Correct Sit Back, Relax Lyrics
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Bizzy Bone
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[Verse:] Hey it's the Martin and Malcolm And the Bobby and the Q-we ebony ivory Brother the others the indians gentlmen Business executives single my pendulum Livin legends yeah we veterans No need to tell them they know who we better than These cigarettes killin me ebony ivory peace and war One hell of a diary see I could get serious Dig in y'all chest cause people been reppin They bullet proof vest they so concerned With who was the best I don't even think about it I done put my publicist on it So y'all mothafuckers could read about it And then sing about it Bizzy doing solo Man have this [Chorus:] Sit back relax and have a puff or two Cause all we really tryin' to do is get high with you That's just how we do Sit back relax and pop a pikachu Cause all we really wanna do is roll with you That's just how we do [Verse 2:] Seven's my family that's for the industry Not understanding me handin me hard money Y'all are vanity losin my sanity Damned to be [?] heavily had to be mad at me Doubted me just like my daddy Niggaz don't battle me rat on me Armaggedon to the saddle we ride, whatever, whatever I'm ready to die sever the ties dead or alive Hopefully all of my niggaz are fly Summarize like some of the ties Cause they didn't wanna see Little B shine Leader of seven and that is the sign Holdin the line outta my mind nigga rewind Tell 'em my crime Bizzy ain't gonna sip none of your wine Your wine, your wine [Chorus:] Sit back relax and have a puff or two Cause all we really tryin' to do is get high with you That's just how we do Sit back relax and pop a pikachu Cause all we really wanna do is roll with you That's just how we do [Verse 3:] Blatz all finger to the trippin and slow motion I roll with my niggaz and niggaz we all knowin Flowin and goin' and goin' and goin' and goin' The original flippin but the pimpin of your poet Bubblin', dubblin', thuggin' and lovin' my niggaz Brothers and mothers, others aunts, uncles and Through the winter and all the lil liquor We be pimpin now nigga done run that that lender In the double [?] drinkin a mad and runnin around the town Pull up on suckas I'll pull the gun to my pucker Fuck y'all I'm a be the mother, motherfucker trust y'all No further, that's all no one'll go undercover Better go on the crown and you found Nobody love you but I stay in the ghetto Watching these homies goin' blood puddles It's fucked up but damn I'm still humble [Chorus:] Sit back relax and have a puff or two Cause all we really tryin' to do is get high with you That's just how we do Sit back relax and pop a pikachu Cause all we really wanna do is roll with you That's just how we do
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