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Kalisway
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Kalisway
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I was a little girl Travelin' around Baseyard with the rods Boulevard Hotel with a dream Travelin' around Got the whole crew bumpin' Got the whole crew jumpin' 'Bout to say it like, "Ah" 'Bout to get it like, "Ah" Got the whole crew bumpin' Got the whole crew jumpin' 'Bout to get real physical 'Bout to get real nisical 'Bout to say it like "Ah", yeah Stowin' and flowin' and rowin' away Big boy wanna drive in the way 'Cause he lovin' my taste and he know how I play like "Ah", yeah Trippin' and stumblin' and runnin' away Big Roy wanna drive in the way 'Cause he loving my sway and he know how I taste Jump and I'm going (Yeah) Ooh, a McLauren (Yeah) Jump in the back in the rack of your seat So I'll drive 'cause it's foreign (Yeah) Ooh, and I'm soarin' (Yeah) Ooh, 'cause you're borin' And you know just what I like And I'll tell you what to buy if it's Ba-bada-bumpin' (Yeah) Ba-bada-bumpin' (Yeah) Juicy get all the time West end, you know it's fire Ba-bada-bumpin' (Right) Ba-bada-bumpin' (Yeah) Juicy get all the time West end, you know it's fire I get more carrots than your bag (Ooh-ooh) Jump off and you know just how I glide Florence on my seats (Yeah) Polish on my beats (Yeah) Flourish gotta lash car Gotta drive off when I leave (Yeah) Girls all on my back Cheerios down, honey OD No-check on my tags Watch me bounce while I leave, yeah Gold all in my rag (Yeah) Groove all on my bag (Yeah) Chucks on with no checks 'round 'Cause you know just how I glide (Yeah) Up and I'm going (Yeah) Ooh, a McLauren (Yeah) Run to the back in the rack of your seat So I'll drive 'cause it's foreign (Yeah) Ooh, and I'm soarin' (Yeah) Ooh, 'cause you're borin' And you know just what I like And I'll tell you what to buy if it's (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Ba-bada-bumpin' (Yeah) Ba-bada-bumpin' (Yeah) Juicy get all the time West end, you know it's fire Ba-bada-bumpin' (Right) Ba-bada-bumpin' (Yeah) Juicy get all the time West end, you know it's time (Say), it's time (Say) I get my bag every day They know it's fire (It's fire), it's fire (Say) I get my bag every day They know it's fire (It's fire), it's fire (Say) I get my bag every day They know it's fire (It's fire), it's fire (Say) I get my bag every day (Uh, come on, now) Tell me babe (Yeah) What you want? (Yeah) What's that, girl? Who's that sound, now get that bag (Yeah) She's bad as hell, like (Uh) Girl bad as hell, like (Me? Nah) What she want? Man, what she want? She got history? (Yeah) They tried to tell me that I couldn't do it I didn't have no confidence I didn't think I could do this, you know? And now I'm doing it, you know? And I'm moving up, baby I'm on yo' TV screen, you flip the channel? Oh man, we shinin', baby We getting up Pick it up! Get it up!
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