UP OUT THE WAY (FEAT. E-40) | Тesto e Тraduzione (al clic)

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I'm in my 7 deuce kelis with the slappin' bat

With the slappin' bat, with the slappin' bat

I got that rag top Impala with the French blue back

With the French blue pack, with that French blue

I got that rag top Impala with the French blue back

Could you loan me a dollar? Bitch, I can't do that

Got a flight in an hour, got my bags all packed

Bring it in for the huddle a hundred and 50 bags pow

Want me to take ya to the club and throw it on the ground?

Instead I can't get by, fin this make you double girl

I'm back up in this, you pussy niggas in trouble now

Shake, what you gon shake the city? Clearly you are from outta town

I made my scraper catch your paper on the turf

Stackin' yaper like a Laker, hit exactly where it hurts

Better put that shit in reverse, you might cross over the ledge

The king of the castle swingin' screamin' "off with they heads! "

Round up and raggel your ratchets

Mad cause they given aside shit

Fuck it, we keep it, we mack it

Don't 'em nigga, wut's happenin'?

What is it? Let's get 'em cracking

Millions and millions reactin'

Focused, no longer distracted

Put it down, let's see you mack shit

I'm a rich ass nigga (you's a bitch ass nigga)

Stacking money to the ceiling, getting paid all day

All day all day all day all day...

If you ain't tryna get it, better get up out the word

Out the word out the word out the word out the word...

They gonna walk and they sleep and drash

Now the reefer's on fire, let the motherfucker burn

The farm once you came here when it was my turn

Everybody up in here spazzin'

Prouder than a hippie, fuckin' hella pussy

Everybody tipsy, feelin' hyper tripy

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