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letra de monkey say. monkey do. - c'zr

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[intro]

yeah, ah ah ah yebo yes, hah hah ah yebo yes
marri why, marri why

think they know it all! think they know it all!

[verse 1]

its kinda funny tho when ya sit and think
parasites take it all even the kitchen sink
f-ck dat, i’ll make ’em lean like they’re kissin’ pink
i keep it 1 8 2 every time i blink

for all my days that are crip blue
smoke till my eyes getting piru
food for thought, ya better buy too
i came out the muddy water bayou (by you)

rum and c0ke, i let it mix and mingle
takin shots i’m like kirilenko
flow off the charts, never had a single
shawty got a bell shape let it jingle

usedta kick it like liu kang
gettin high, bumpin wu tang
dude got a mack 10, he said who boo bang
down wit the old till the new came

shoot off the mouth, i’ma loose cannon
goons play drum like nick cannon
affiliated like -don cannon-
united nations like kofi annan

over bread, it’s an even spread, everybody runnin’ for that grey poupon
it’s simon sez touch ya head, just so we can get ya coupe on
[ya lil fuuu]

[hook] x2
think they know it all, but they ain’t got a clue
fakes walkin’ around, like a real one comin’ through
telling ’em a story, but it really ain’t true
what it seems to me, is monkey say do

[verse 2]

loose change getting out of pocket
outta ya lane, an’ ya better park it
dropped a mixtape it never started
minor mishap in a major market

on point, really trying find a target
drawn and married the game like bob and margret
one stop shop, you reached my department
came a long way from that one room apartment

he bring heat, see dakota danning
he toss bullets like peyton manning
same as the players, who get played in madden
bloke go blow for blow like ricky hatton

turned my life around a nukka went back packin’
flame thrower, black dragon
still got my eyes benz wagon
stylin’ on em, like i been swaggin

on my way up like peter parker
what i write permanent like a leaking marker
got steady aim if you need an archer
on my way out i read departure

birth ya flow, think i’m not ya father
tele-focal lens see my vision farther
behind these bars, i’ma prison guard ya
cursive writin’, chamber of torture

then i made it good, like meagan good
pounds o green, jamaican neighbourhood
s-xy bud that would made ya wood
now got ya attention like a major would

[hook] x2
think they know it all, but they ain’t got a clue
fakes walkin’ around, like a real one comin through
telling em a story, but it really ain’t true’
well what it seems to me, is monkey say do

- czr

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