Flow (I Came 2 Wreck) |
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Flow (I Came 2 Wreck) Lyrics |
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Uh..Paul Wall paper..because I got paper And not ya nose look, get ya mind correct, uh [Chamillionaire] I`m the don, I didn`t have no date to the prom But I showed up with more then one princess on my arm When it comes down to the rims, that I pick to roll It`s like a playbook play, I just pick and roll I make mother nature wet, when I grabbed her ass Now screens fall like rain on my wood-grain dash They should make me the official 20 inch spokesman Cuz what them lil` kids say when they see the spokes "MAN!" Koopa`s a punk? That ain`t no thought to think Make you use your tongue in no water to wash the sink You`se a dun-carrier, stone-barrier, yung barrier Funny like Eddie Murphy or Jim Carrey, uh If I wasn`t the best and it was you they picked first That`s like runnin` past Juvenile to go and get Turk Hold up..you need to get your priority`s straight The only ice you got is icing on a party cake And since I don`t trust you and you don`t trust me Call Bubba Sparxx, it`s bout to get Ugly When I come through on elbows pokin` out of my Rolls Do the math, who`s gon` be left with all the ugly hoes You!, cuz all the fine women is comin` with me I`m not a minute man cuz ya women is comin` in 3 Does it matter if ya owe me? it doesn`t to me Cuz if you don`t pay then you can get some trouble for free I`m not the Fresh Prince, Carlton, or Phillip Banks But I make enough cash deposits to fill-up banks Oooh!, did I just say that? I impress myself I`m the god of rap, so I`m bout to bless myself |
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