Anotha Level - Just Feelin' - Tekst piosenki, lyrics - teksciki.pl

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[Verse One] [Stenge] Well like the new school schooler there Sorta kinda new to this Got mad flow with a G-Funk twist A flavor That separates us from the rest You know five kids from thaaaaa... Before I freak the funk, it seems like I bothered ya And now all your honey dips are pullin' on my Nautica On your hands and knees bowin' down like a Buddhist Okay, well maybe baby we can do this Now or later Hit me on my pager You know there is a sky so why ask why? I'm the short 5'6" but a giant in the mix Call up my homie Ced Twice and my nigga Stix So we can roll out Sold out Never Ever Holdin' out on ends is not a clever endeavor That's on the level, have you Running like a Rebel From Vegas So take this, job and shove it Better get the tape so you can bump it in your club annnnd Cause I'm the man that's solid as a rock Cause I'm poppin' Like a Glock Through The hands of time Time that I take while I'm bustin' my rhyme But I gotta stop (Why?) Cause somebody dropped the dime [Verse Two] [Ced Twice] Our styles the phattest Call me the baddest Even white boys say, "Hey dude, you're the raddest." Can you feel the funk, hidden in the mix? (Ooooh) Yeah, that's it (How ya comin'?) Well I'm comin' like this and I guess you can call it, my rapper's intuition Since the track is phat I float right to it Loose like liquid Yes, I gets fluid Range like a Ranger Rove like a Rover Yeah, the mellow smooth, yellow Casanova I keep goin' on but with no commas The House got more beats than Penny's momma On Good Times, I flow smooth lines Durin' High Times [Bambino] I'm peelin' the blunt So we can really feel the funk Cause the more that it humps The more our pockets lump Sums of money Always bring honeys But we're called Anotha Level Not called Anotha Dummy This style is far from free And Bam freaks the beat So you can flow to this, even in between the sheets I use my Peter more than Piper I got the crowd hyper And all my loyal swingers admire my attire With my mad ass flows Anything goes And I'm knockin' out the foes the crushed their Tims on my toes I release the funk like a terrified skunk And it humps Out your false gate ? I got a hunch That this is big You got some punch? So I can swig I brother an oldie But a goody I prefer Not to say sip the proof is in the puddy So finish feelin' fun so I can finish feelin' filly Damn that shit is funkin' And that's on the rilly
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