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Yellow Tape

アーティスト:Fat Joe 

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Attention please, attention please This feel like the whole entire world collapsed Uh, this that yellow tape shit They keep running out of it We just sold like eight bricks We ain't running out of it This our fucking hood, bitch Run yo' ass up out of it This gun come with eight clips Shoot 'til I run out of it Work, work, work, I got it Work, work, work, I got it Work, work, work, I got it I got it, I got it This that yellow tape shit, me I'm 'bout to go ape shit Got eight chicks on eight Molly's And they about to take eight trips Dice game, eight trips Got a Houston Rocket from J Prince She get it poppin', I'm a send her shopping And that ain't even my main bitch Home invasions, live action Smoker Joe, I'm highjacking Wrote the dope, had my dough I'll be there, Five Jacksons Sin City, K.O.D. Hundred thousand all in one's Versace jacket, Versace shoes, Versace shades I got a thousand sons Mama, you the shit, I'll pay your car note Why you fucking with him? Even his car broke We rocking Balmain's down to the cargos Your bitch so thirsty, Murcielago This that yellow tape shit They keep running out of it We just sold like eight bricks We ain't running out of it This our fucking hood, bitch Run yo' ass up out of it This gun come with eight clips Shoot 'til I run out of it Work, work, work, I got it Work, work, work, I got it Work, work, work, I got it I got it, I got it Call me Joey, I'm a bad ass Harlem world like Baghdad Come through with a black flag And Supreme Vans, the Half Cabs Bitches on that tired ad Fuck her with her fat ass I get, gets my dick licked My friends hit (That's swag, swag) What the fuck you mean? I be sitting clean, sipping lean Alexander Wang, that's the fucking jeans Triple Beam


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