The Diplomats, Juelz Santana, Cam’ron - Aayoo-Iight lyrics

[The Diplomats, Juelz Santana, Cam’ron - Aayoo-Iight lyrics]

Killa, DipSet, Santana kay Slay in the House
Lets start the year off right lets go

Uh, Coke I get it and gram it
Respect the kids that demand it
Girls be lickin and stickin
Showin me tit's like they Janet
Drivin a stick is a standard
When you sit in the porsche
Of Course the wrist is on force
I put the Cris' in of course (Lets go)
Jump Jump Jump jump, get your rocks and roll
Pumpin on the pump, hit the pump da da doe
Dats the cop call, chow bow down now
(squally) go in girls ass (ah ah ah)
Be in Houston with Flip in Memphis with 6
Atlanta TI we handle DI
God damn I be fly hi so Cameron D I
Bye from hammers to pies my tan is a 9
Shit, my man I'mma grind
Mixed gram or a dime the phantom of phantoms
My phantom is lime outlandish I shine
They ain't understandin my rhymes
How I shoot cannons and 9s
Then always vanish in time

Aiiiiiyo aiite? When we come thru we hear
Aiiiiiyo aiite? When we run thru we hear
Aiiiiiyo aiite? When we roll thru we hear
Aiiiiiyo aiite?

Now lemme hear you say, up did it
First one that jump get it, up, get 'em
Let 'em know that the pump did it, up
Hit 'em
In his gut with the pump hit em, done did 'em
Feed 'em to the birds when we done with em
Cuz no way jose we play those games
Okay hombre we spray those things, yep
With no problemo, my coca bueno
Oh yes I'm one loco moreno
I make change ye, I slang lle
To the sound of
Merengue like eye-ye-ye-ye-yeye
And I bomb like la bamba
With bombas, send bobmas
To bomb ya with bombs in they bombers
Ya I'm crazy holmes, with that 80 chrome
So if I tell ya I'mma kill ya
Send daises home

Uh, killa eh yo, I'm quite foul
Doggie dogg might prowl
Black rob was like woah
Woah, dog we like wow (wow)
A Hundred Thou' (wow) the Child Styles (wow)
Ring around the rosies cozy, blaugh blaugh
(wow) i played it down (wow)
I'll show you how (wow)
Stock Market on the cow I condone it (woww)
Get whatever will work
Youll get leveled to dirt we be in the O
A hour from Gerald Levert
For whatever it's worth
We be wherever on earth
Gettin them checks on the first
Shit is better than work killa

Now I came to bring weight to papo
I heard eh, muchacho
Eh, come here, wheres the cane you 'vatto
Woah I put the thing to
His brain and pop slow, woah woah
It look like a mango popped yo, no no
That can't be that thing you popped yo, oh oh
Yes yes, it was yes yes, the snub
Hurts like a motherfucker, yes yes it does

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