Текст песни Lip Sing

Tommy Chrome

Oh this Domain Pain

So elegant

Owww

Gotta love this smooth shit man

It's ya boy Biggavel', yeah

Verse 1:

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'ma dump him off that Mac, I'll dump him off and pack

I'ma 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

Chorus:

Everybody knows my claim to fame

(Everybody knows my claim to fame)

Bet you thought I wouldn't come in and change the game
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(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

Verse 2:

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'ma 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, cuz I'm frizzier

Don't say shit to me, I ain't playin' trick

Hit ya wit' the caine shit, look at how he play wit' it

Oww

Chorus:

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