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Funkmaster Flex
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Let's Be Specific
Lyricist:Percy Lee Chapman, Cool Whip, Freddie Foxx, Havoc, Kejuan Waliek Muchita, Raekwon, Tragedy, Corey Woods
One time, one time, one time Styles kinda different but let's be specific One time, one time, one time Styles kinda different but let's be specific
This is flavor right here, 60 minutes, y'all
You'se just wasn't ready for real, so here's the deal No type remorse when I pull skill, kill you and your fucking horse I'm in the midst of musical moments lyrical guns bust Bible's you trust and body clocks turn to dust Explain and slain, you turn slave, you're like Batman
Running to your bitch ass Batcave Be aware when you witness and turn like Burger maids Got you swimming while you're dreaming and Cool Whip seamen Headaches are like earthquakes, break you down And crying out for you ladies, motherfucking crybaby
One time, one time, one time Styles kinda different but let's be specific
Foot up [unverified]fitted if you got work We lying in sooken put you on your back, sent you on your way Yo, good looking, never catching the cap, the horns In your Louis in Brooklyn Getting over from the fo'er wit the dress stower
Got the 80, oh don't think [unverified]nickel want to roll up Get your motherfucking shit swoll up Now it's back to Queens to serve fiends Making T's for enemies, my eyes on my enemies
Sipping Hennessey wit my mind on some crime shit One time searching me but never ever find shit It's the everyday, get the loot then breeze Still my goal is to leave out of state, push keys
The Queen's nation, representation, I represent Bulletproof, 3 and a quarter, chrome rims and tint Forever bent off the hen demon, niggaz is scheming My crews mega wit more gun play then Sega
Pick up the cellular, call Capone-N-Noreaga The nickel plated auto when I rip for dolo Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Fuck one time, I'm bucking back at the poo-poo Mr Danny got me acting like that
Squeeze macs outta state, [unverified]one in your tracks I'm addicted to the CREAM, I need cheese and stacks So I'm a die trying wit AK's and Macs
One time, one time, one time Styles kinda different but let's be specific
Yo, yea, yea, word up kid, word up, check it, check it, yo
It's the key money, time to get the stacks and maintain Analyze papers, staying drape wit heavy chains The Clan has built, pouring armaretta's in milk Rap skin kilt flex nothing but fly silk
For real, Shaolin, house of whylin', house medallion Peace to cats profiling on the island Walk the view, play the view, cash in my crew If I feel shyest, watch the ice turn blue
But for now, milk the cow wit the know how Chef be on the low down, sidewalk chalk wit the White Owls He, yo, niggaz who bless cassettes Peace my niggaz, one love to Funkmaster Flex
I'm in the hole nigga knocking in sing-sing Barefoot in draws from jacking yours nigga 'cuz you saw 99 push ups, I'm fiending for the mic I'm starting to bug the fuck out, I'm stomping on mice
They feed me like an animal, my style is mad wild Now back in population, I refuse to crack a smile Ever since I blew trial, my attitude is fucked up Anybody say shit to me is getting stuffed up
Petty dope dealers, pimps and big playas Foxx got the black rock down to rhyme sayer I'm born on one's crafty shank ripping skulls Chopping mad niggaz to the blade is mad dull
One time, one time, one time Styles kinda different but let's be specific
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