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alizé & redbull Video (MV)




Performed By: dnsa
Language: English
Length: 3:06
Written by: sukh dhindsa, amrit rai




dnsa - alizé & redbull Lyrics
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Ever since the disco
They hands up like Klitschko
She f*ckin' with a Lost Soul
Crystal Lake now I'm burnin' a blunt with Jason
He see Freddy machete ready, bet he just start to chase him
Shawty swisher sweet, Russian Creams by the cases
You read between the lines, I just get between the spaces
Haze on my tongue, now she just can't wait to taste it
There's no top five in my city, I'm the greatest
I'm blessed but I'm gutter, I guess that I'm good
Didn't Rolls-Royce tell you angels come from the hood
I got lungs full of kush, and your girl's on my brain
These pounds that I push, they weighed down on my frame
And yeah we got some words I got these words all for your team
Your shawty got curves like the top of a cane
I get this cane from connects, Cuban links they like a chain
Feel the pain on her neck, she's gettin' tatted for the gang
Alize and Redbull, Cali smoke a chest full
Left the party early with your shawty just to get throat
Fat stacks in my Jordan, black hat, Gucci
Pass that coochie, let me put it on my neck slow
I haven't even talked about my chains, that's my next flow
Ever since the disco, they hands up like Klitschko
Shawty, I'll be faded, hoppin' in and out of Lex coupes
We from where they never need a motive just to press you
You would keep a pistol on your pretty little chest too
Teachers only test you, never did no teachin' though
Baby, what you leavin' for? Never did no reachin go'
So homie, what you reachin' for?
I just go and pour a go'
Then I go and call the plug
Tell him I need bigger loads
Connected like a Tolberone, but I'ma do this all alone
I know real rappers wanna cypher with the best
I got a rifle and a vest, I'm Mike Tyson with the left
Roll around with a steak knife, I'll carve a bison out your chest
If she want it, she can get it, got me bitin' on her neck
It's the Mad King, I just turned Stephen King, I'm writin' for a check
Call my automatic stage light, it's lightin' up your set
I ain't talkin' doin' drugs, my goonies lightin' up the teks
Now your girl just like a bracelet, she keeps askin' me what's next
A lot of acid movin' lucid yeah, my life is like a movie
And we f*cked a lot of groupies, that bitch is pussy juicy
And I like when she seduce it, she say she take the whole thing
Gotta tell that bitch to prove it, these drugs are on the table
Gotta tell that bitch to use it, we came and they was choosin
Got this life cause we was chosen, this ice, it got me frozen
She's enticed say I'm provokin', whip riced just got it lowered
Seats at fights and drivin' foreigns, nice on mics when I'm recordin
Disco lights, I like the idea touring
Pussy's tight, I got it strummin
That's a rebound, I ain't Drummond, two sticks like I'm drummin'
Got a big stick and a hit list, I'll give it to my Russian
I play Russian roulette with a Russian who lets
Me suck on her neck while I bust on her flesh
I been rhyming stupid since Wiggins was hoopin
Wiggins was hoopin' was hoopin' in prep
Whip game fly like my coupe in the jet
Things that I do, man, I do for the set, so don't you forget
These things that I do, man, I do for the set
These things that I do, man, I do for the set
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English

Ever since the disco
They hands up like Klitschko
She f*ckin' with a Lost Soul
Crystal Lake now I'm burnin' a blunt with Jason
He see Freddy machete ready, bet he just start to chase him
Shawty swisher sweet, Russian Creams by the cases
You read between the lines, I just get between the spaces
Haze on my tongue, now she just can't wait to taste it
There's no top five in my city, I'm the greatest
I'm blessed but I'm gutter, I guess that I'm good
Didn't Rolls-Royce tell you angels come from the hood
I got lungs full of kush, and your girl's on my brain
These pounds that I push, they weighed down on my frame
And yeah we got some words I got these words all for your team
Your shawty got curves like the top of a cane
I get this cane from connects, Cuban links they like a chain
Feel the pain on her neck, she's gettin' tatted for the gang
Alize and Redbull, Cali smoke a chest full
Left the party early with your shawty just to get throat
Fat stacks in my Jordan, black hat, Gucci
Pass that coochie, let me put it on my neck slow
I haven't even talked about my chains, that's my next flow
Ever since the disco, they hands up like Klitschko
Shawty, I'll be faded, hoppin' in and out of Lex coupes
We from where they never need a motive just to press you
You would keep a pistol on your pretty little chest too
Teachers only test you, never did no teachin' though
Baby, what you leavin' for? Never did no reachin go'
So homie, what you reachin' for?
I just go and pour a go'
Then I go and call the plug
Tell him I need bigger loads
Connected like a Tolberone, but I'ma do this all alone
I know real rappers wanna cypher with the best
I got a rifle and a vest, I'm Mike Tyson with the left
Roll around with a steak knife, I'll carve a bison out your chest
If she want it, she can get it, got me bitin' on her neck
It's the Mad King, I just turned Stephen King, I'm writin' for a check
Call my automatic stage light, it's lightin' up your set
I ain't talkin' doin' drugs, my goonies lightin' up the teks
Now your girl just like a bracelet, she keeps askin' me what's next
A lot of acid movin' lucid yeah, my life is like a movie
And we f*cked a lot of groupies, that bitch is pussy juicy
And I like when she seduce it, she say she take the whole thing
Gotta tell that bitch to prove it, these drugs are on the table
Gotta tell that bitch to use it, we came and they was choosin
Got this life cause we was chosen, this ice, it got me frozen
She's enticed say I'm provokin', whip riced just got it lowered
Seats at fights and drivin' foreigns, nice on mics when I'm recordin
Disco lights, I like the idea touring
Pussy's tight, I got it strummin
That's a rebound, I ain't Drummond, two sticks like I'm drummin'
Got a big stick and a hit list, I'll give it to my Russian
I play Russian roulette with a Russian who lets
Me suck on her neck while I bust on her flesh
I been rhyming stupid since Wiggins was hoopin
Wiggins was hoopin' was hoopin' in prep
Whip game fly like my coupe in the jet
Things that I do, man, I do for the set, so don't you forget
These things that I do, man, I do for the set
These things that I do, man, I do for the set
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Writer: sukh dhindsa, amrit rai
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