letra de the nation (think free) - freeway
[chorus: freeway]
it’s no way that you could handle this
i’m a gorilla, i spit banana clips
leave you stiff like a mannequin
joined the nation, now i’m the man again
to my surprise, we are done with the pies
no, we won’t go back to that again
it’s no way that you could handle this
i’m a gorilla, my clips bananas, yes
[verse 1: freeway]
y’all can’t handle ’em
i been handlin’ it
2000, i was in the in miami in the mandolin (that’s right)
oriental with an oriental
on the 3rd floor, same room, this not coincidental (nah)
black card for my incidentals (swipe)
yeah, i see you in the lambo but it’s a rental (haha)
you on some flee sh-t (flee sh-t), i’m on some g sh-t (g sh-t)
b-tch n-gga, don’t make me free-mix your instrumental (uh huh)
be cool and i might let you live a little
call your girl monie, because she always let me in the middle (uh huh)
take it back, i’m with lukie, roman, graziano
taking kis, you would think that we would play piano (give that sh-t up)
graduated to the grand piano
i retired, don’t make me come back to take your man piano
sn-tching dishes but some dishes got broke (yeahh)
these n-ggas p-ssy like some b-tches i know eh, eh
[chorus: freeway]
it’s no way that you could handle this
i’m a gorilla, i spit banana clips
leave you stiff like a mannequin
joined the nation, now i’m the man again
to my surprise, we are done with the pies
no, we won’t go back to that again
it’s no way that you could handle this
i’m a gorilla, my clips bananas, yes
[verse 2: jadakiss]
we smoke good weed and sip cognac (d’usse)
ride around and the squad is the old pontiacs (uh)
tryna’ locate p, yo, where donnie at? (where donnie at?)
i was kinda hopin’ the heat would bring bronny back (ha ha)
you violate me, i bring the tommy back (brrrrll)
you only get one life, so you should honor that (yup)
i’m comin’ home with a profit, you bringin’ drama back (uh)
you won’t be able to get your momma back
naw, just how i’m feelin’
can’t say i won’t go back, for now, i’m chillin’ (i’m chillin’)
long as our presence is felt, we up in the buildin’ (we here)
i got a crib with a room, money up to the ceilin’, yeah (yeah)
it’s no way that you could deal with me (no way)
n-ggas that came wit’ me is still wit’ me (right here)
n-ggas that been rich is still filthy (salute ya)
’til i prove my innocence, i’m still guilty, what?
[chorus: freeway]
it’s no way that you could handle this
i’m a gorilla, i spit banana clips
leave you stiff like a mannequin
joined the nation, now i’m the man again
to my surprise, we are done with the pies
no, we won’t go back to that again
it’s no way that you could handle this
i’m a gorilla, my clips bananas, yes
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