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You know wassup now I stroll through the underworld in my uptowns Til im over the hill I push touch downs It's over, I'm healed I put my crutch down My vision is clear The central divison is here They should give him a flare Give him a float Then give him the floor Just gimme my ye Gimme a yard I give u a year Lean on the yacht cap/ lean on the yacht cat Gimme ya oars/ gimme your yarn Im rappin the gift And the remedy dog Its what I shimmy down ur chimneys for Money drop Ur pennies from the penthouse Im fifty twenties from the twentieth floor They waitin on the downfall Of a g, like ground floor But ima be like philly blunt SongtexteRight here like right ear Grindin like ground beef til me and the ground meet I get it crunk Over the hills and through the hoods we go With the F to the I to the A S C O FI-IIIIIIII-ASCO, hey Where ya goin? Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lupe They should break in the company and take him in custody For takin sumthin so basic and makin it uppity So publicly so what if he hold something so stubbornly So grudgingly up in here for something that he does so lovingly From waitin in the basement so humbly so hungrily Now its finna get so ugly, so utterly unpretty So witty and so cunningly is he and there's no budgin me Its like im next in line, theres no cuttin me And its like I never next to nine I never next in nine, well I never Hold a rifle like motorcycle You know, where bad chicks sit Keep a nine around my waist, like ninja back seat I mean I heat pack, like injured athlete So sit on back, before she get on back Over the hills and through the hoods we go With the F to the I to the A S C O FI-IIIIIIII-ASCO, hey Where ya goin? Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lupe So as long as I'm right here and as long as there's nike airs We gon' get it on as long as light years Or as long as light's here, right here You will last as long as a nice pair of white airs with slight care In other words your career as long as dyke hair Keep it right here, y'all ball fades I'm all braids with white hair All man from a cold land like white bears And I don't wanna go back to the bike chair Then send em back when the back of that dyke's there It's Lu, player, well let me back up like endos back of the bikes in the air But this ain't new years, mac out the window So when you see this player limpin With the passenger tucked, just follow procedure Swallow your pride, and follow the leader Over the hills and through the hoods we go With the F to the I to the A S C O FI-IIIIIIII-ASCO, hey Where ya goin? Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lu Lupe Aus Songtexte Mania