Don Toliver - Beastie Boys lyrics

Caleb Zackery “Don” Toliver

[Don Toliver - Beastie Boys lyrics]

Yeah international
Don Toliver the Playa Committee
Y'all know y’all done fucked up, right?
You know you done fucked up? (That boy Slim)

Hell nah buddy, you ain't talking to me
(Huh)
Hillcroft Donny, I got ties in the streets
(Huh)
One of one playa put a check on a beat yeah
Yeah (yeah)
I hear you talking but that
Talking is cheap yeah, yeah
Beastie beast
(Let's go) , jug you for a P (Huh)
Baking soda clean
(Huh) , spilling all the lean
Hell nah buddy, you ain’t talking to me (Grr)
Hillcroft Donny, I got ties
In the streets, yeah, yeah

Went and parked the coupe
I hopped up in the G i'm with Marly G
(Yеah) , and we smokin' cheese
I got me a shawty, shе put ice on me
(Ah, ah, ah)
When I'm at the party, all the lights on me
(Let's go) , yeah, yeah
Donny Prestige, Sonny on the beat
I got what you need, it's for thirty-three
When I'm at the party, all the lights on me
(yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I got me a shawty, she put ice on me (Ah)

Hell nah buddy, you ain't talking to me
Hillcroft Donny, I got ties in the streets
(Playa)
One of one playa put a check on a beat yeah
Yeah (yeah)
I hear you talking but that
Talking is cheap yeah, yeah
Beastie beast (Beast) , jug you for a P (P)
Baking soda clean
(Huh) , spilling all the lean
Hell nah buddy, you ain’t talking to me
(yeah) hillcroft Donny, I got ties
In the streets, yeah, yeah

Ice, water, teeth, shawty in my brief
Count on me, I done seen a hunnid G’s
(Ooh wee) i done seen a hunnid P's
I’m fuckin' that bitch, she suckin' the D
(yeah)
Turnin' around, she doin’ a split (Uh)
Been dickin' her down, she know what it is
I'm whippin' the pot with the wrist
Fuckin' with me, you know it's a risk
I'm goin' to sleep, I sip the fifth
I pop pills, catch my drift
I'm kicked up kill me a lick
Bopped up with a whole stick
Pulled up with the floor shift (Ha)
Got her way, she gorgeous, yeah

Hell nah buddy, you ain't talking to me
(Let's go)
Hillcroft Donny, I got ties in the streets
One of one playa put a check on a beat yeah
Yeah (yeah)
I hear you talking but that
Talking is cheap yeah, yeah
Beastie beast (Beast) , jug you for a P (P)
Baking soda clean, spilling all the lean
Hell nah buddy
(Let's go) , you ain't talking to me
Hillcroft Donny, I got ties
In the streets, yeah, yeah

Uh huh, uh huh uh huh, uh huh
Uh huh, uh huh uh huh, uh huh, uh
(Young GOAT) uh huh, uh huh
(Ha, it's Playa Familia) uh huh, uh huh
Uh huh, uh huh
(Boss playa John Marley, signing out)
Uh huh, uh huh uh huh, uh huh
Uh huh, uh huh uh huh, uh huh, uh

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