Lloyd Banks - Times Up текст песни

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now done off the liqua and back grabbin a striiper
trin to stay off that black bag with a zipper. i got
a jet so ima blast past even quicker nigga the
radio dont play your adds on a sticka. nigga im
blowin brocoli in a towel the kid with moe punches
than rocky and appolo. haters wanna pop me with
a hollow nigga you cant stop if my moto i will
not be gettin followed i roll with an anterouge
if i was you and put hoes in your anterouge
niggas wanna stomp they hoes cuz they feonce
chose my next victem is beyonce knowls my whole
neck and arm stay froze im beyond they soles
thirty thousand beyond 8 rows

Текст песни Lloyd Banks - Times Up Times Up
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