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This version of Lip Singin was released by Max B in 2008.
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Tommy Chrome
Oh this Domain Pain
So elegant
Owww
Gotta love this smooth shit man
It’s ya boy Biggavel’, yeah
I told them bitches, “Come and see me”
They be actin’ like it ain’t nuttin’, I know them niggaz need me
I was givin’ ’em the loot, but them niggaz done blew it
I was worried ’bout movin’ coca than steady selling units
I was runnin’ through the streets
Steady runnin’ through bitches like I was water
Hit up them, 60 for a quarter
Had the nigga coppin’ bags, fuckin’ up all the scratch
I’m a dump him off that Mac, I’ll dump him off and pack
I’m a dump it any nigga thinkin’ he a thug
Spend most of my nights drinkin’ and thinkin’ ’bout the drugs
That my momma used to smoke, yo’ mommy smked it too
Suckin’ dick for a couple dollars, I bet she liked to swalla
That shit makes me wanna holla, now I’m poppin’ my collar
I don’t know what you heard, but Biggaveli ’bout a dollar
You niggaz ain’t got a clue
Silver Surfer coming and you ain’t even gotta move
Baby just cruise
Everybody knows my claim to fame
(Everybody knows my claim to fame)
Bet you thought I wouldn’t come in and change the game
(Bet you thought I wouldn’t come in and change the game)
Everybody knows these niggaz is lip sing-in’
Bet you thought I wouldn’t come in and change the game
I done steady talk and I stroll, all this Sour D is starting to take a toll
Nigga I’ll take ya hoes right from under you
Nigga they don’t want you, I’m a come confront you
Both 50’s of Sour and a Von though
Put it ya pawn though
I’m waterproof like the Columbian poncho, the head honcho
Baby I’m the Boss Don, come slores
Stuntin’ through the NY, frontin’ all kinda whores
Rolly rocky like dinosaur, Jurassic
Errthing I hop on is a classic, know he love them glasses
Know he love them asses, baby get your pussy up
Smelling kinda funny, had to dushy up
Toughest niggaz envy, couldn’t push me up
I don’t need you fools, cocksucka got stingier
Copped a AM B, cause I’m frizzier
Don’t say shit to me, I ain’t playin’ trick
Hit ya with’ the caine shit, look at how he play with’ it
Oww
Everybody knows my claim to fame
(Everybody knows my claim to fame)
Bet you thought I wouldn’t come in and change the game
(Bet you thought I wouldn’t come in and change the game)
Everybody knows these niggaz is lip sing-in’
Bet you thought I wouldn’t come in and change the game
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