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Inside, inside, inside, inside that funk, can hypnotize, hypnotize In-inside, inside, inside, inside that funk, can hypnotize, hypnotize Inside, inside, inside, inside that funk, can hypnotize, hypnotize In-inside, inside, inside, inside that funk, can hypnotize, hypnotize Ay, ay, ay, ay Fucker full of lead and jet fumes Never met you, prolly won't like you, walk the real, pleased that you Fight me, peasant, too gnarly, my G, please do not speak Knock you right off of your feet Your diamonds are weak, and you fuckin' sleep on the beats from the East, uh Doggin' and dodgin' these narcs, this ain't nothin' fun Finally livin' with the drugs And the butchers off the yak Ready to attack anything moving, holdin' racks Pimp on 'em, watch me relax In the Rover, lookin' colder than ever Bring your sweater, bring bulletproof vest Please, do not test Hope I never let a wee man lay me to rest, take mama's dress And do my lazy way, dawg, give it up, lil' bitch Coats on the front of those soldier, I told ya Uh Inside, inside, inside, inside that funk, can hypnotize, hypnotize In-inside, inside, inside, inside that funk, can hypnotize, hypnotize (Ay, yuh) ay, yuh Gun by the left, fuckboy, on sight (yuh) Don't talk to no label My money on top of the table for me and my people (bitch) We really not equal I find these bitches, divide 'em inside of my ride (yuh) Three in the back, two on my lap Sophisticated on my fuckin' sack (yuh) Still got them thoughts in the back of the 'Lac (bitch) Who you talking to with that tone in your voice? (Yuh, yuh, yuh) I gotta get money, I don't got a choice (yuh) Gotta support myself and my boys, family first Talking sideways, you get murked (murked) Fill up your body with dirt (dirt) Playin' with fire, boy, you gon' get burnt Got the Glock tucked right under my shirt, lil' bitch (lil' bitch) Inside, inside, inside, inside that funk, can hypnotize, hypnotize In-inside, inside, inside, inside that funk, can hypnotize, hypnotize I got a death grip Get hit real quick, I can't relate to a bitch Fuck a problem, no negotiation Call Of Duty, boy, it's Domination Pocket rockets like I got the aces Boy, I'm Liam Neeson Now they know I'm taking what I want Put that boy down with the pump, don't give a fuck You ain't a tough guy, you a Clay Aiken Pushing buttons in yo' PlayStation Leave you devastated, leave you mortified Pistol dancin', Kevin Federline I'm reckless, you don't want drama Rollin' with a zoo, I got a llama Ben Stiller, couldn't dodge us Knock that boy out like I'm Rhonda Inside, inside, inside, inside that funk, can hypnotize, hypnotize In-inside, inside, inside, inside that funk, can hypnotize, hypnotize
Writer(s): Samuel Paganini Scaboro Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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