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Aww, hey, see'est le Saian, Saian Supa Saian, Supa Saian Got my homie DJ Love Saiangot my homie, represents, Saian Sly the Mic Buddah, Saian, ya'll did did that This is Ghostface Bakery, ya'll ain't cake to me Pushin' cocaine, Whitehorse in the city Over Pun and Pac, I cried over Biggie Spazzed out, grab a white bitch by her titties Rock wallabies, this is Clarkology You know copy Starky belong wit the triple technology Quick wit the pistol, leave you cripple if you lyin', be Tickle the butter soft nipples on the side of me So muthafucka, let me slow that flow down And bang an ol' mighty hammer like Joe Brown Dust off rounds, surround sound, trey pound Put a phat leather head to bed like night gowns If ya'll wit me then build, shorty, brothers is real We true dons, makin' glass on the cash is on Get my head right and smash yours moms, kid So chose me, the bitch greased my palms I'm comin' from Paris city I'm on the residence, so don't shit on me Like cool G. rap I got the Ill Street Blues You lose, you can rich them out of my shoes Baby, me and my Crew, we comin' your way Saian Supa do it everyday, all day everyday, all da Don't fight, don't fight, just see the light, see the light Wit the sound, RZA will make it all right Grey Goose wit cranberry The raspberry bikini on honey wit the black berry Had my eyes bulgin', plus my pants bulgin' Ready for indulgence, long stroke compulsions I'm lookin' for devotion, slow motion Tropical potions, Sun and body lotions Sex on the ocean, nine inch explosions Had me frozen like the icicle Big legs like she ride bicycle Shorty beefcake known to make my knees shake Sweepstakes, first day at the cheesecake Factory, Tony Starks in back of me Sippin' on pina coladas, twistin' Daquiris The gold lion is known to hold iron Rings stuffed with diamonds, Bobby and Supa Saian Saian, move it on your left Saian, bring da muthafuckin' ruckus See'est l'Saian, Saian, Saian, Supa Ya fight le son est fat, qui la faute? Saian Vu les statistiques de gars qui veulent test' Et qu'ont do mal tater l'esthtique Je me dois de les rendre statiques S-s see'est qui coq? Quiconque qui veut jouer le coq Je vaut mille Rocky au mic jusqu' Milwaukee J'lache do lest donc j'attends qu'on me lache de l'estime Voici l'homme de l'est avec sa dream team Tisse sa toile comme Lady Laystee autour des wistitis Pas de mc de bas niveau, v'l do nouveau Fout tout le reste dans le caniveau Bousille pas ton cerveau car les ondes sont gravs Et tu dcale ta sono, abattez mes rivaux Et t'as peur de rencontrer le reste do commando Ensemble ou en solo KLR nous unis, veille sur nous depuis l haut J'dbarque sur le projet, j'te baise ou j'grave Cartes ton gros der, tes grosses fesses Ramnes tes grosses lvres, j'te le donne en conseil Pas des grosses mres, des grosses matres L'aise poses ta grosse tte Pas de proverbe mais ne cause Pas trop prenne de gros projets Pas la prochaine Projtes de gros piges dans les gros sieges Protges ton fausse air, sans faucettes j'te possde J'te fais une grossesse, pas de problme J'te laisse en chaussettes, j'te crochtes J'ten parle en prochaine en prochaine lettre Je matte les prophtes Saian, dieu mon gros Saian, see'est ca See'est l'Saian, vas-why mon nig Saian, see'est l'Saian Saian, see'est l'Saian Saian, see'est Supa See'est l'Saian, New York City Saian, 36 Records
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