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letra de champions (all-stars) - ripsi winelover

[verse 1: ripsi winelover]
this type of lifestyle that one simulates
i like my men skinny with brains
boy stick to your day job, said you was hot? well, they lied
lifestyle, finest type, yeah we alright
so focused, shout out that ? a quarter six forty
this is not the ghetto lifestyle i live, y’all know my story

[hook: trinidad cartel]
1500, all in singles (straight up!)
throw it up, watch it fall and drop
round and round they go
round and round they go (yeah, yeah, yeah)

[verse 2: ms. mama]
gather round gather round cause i’m home now
cause i run up in them and i make their cats meow
everytime you come around
she wasn’t faithful, always out creepin’ round
then get out your seat and jump around
that fat ass looks juicy and round
my b-tches clownbring a pound
keep the party turned round
oaktown still in the motherf-ckin house
round and around, army of scary clowns
of objects in the distance going round and round
then you put fertilizer, lyin, spread the sh-t around
smoking loud, blowing down when the law ain’t around
i spun that motherf-cker round and round
must be out your rabbit mind
i’m thuggin’, rappin’, same d-mn time
the round ricochets into your crew and pulls a columbine
[verse 3: yung f.o.x]
that likes walking with his hips bragging about his marijuana hits
always getting in dept
but never debt, a upside down p is the difference
an eighth of grape ape h-lla
joints to the head got my eyes all varsity red
now your forever in debt
shouldn’t wager bets youll never live to forget
pac said f-ck the world and i ain’t come yet
if ya ain’t den ya know yo in deep debt
americas in debt, but we
turn around and give egypt, millions of dollars
so we can stick around for
as long as we can so we can enjoy this earth
easily seated with all the walkouts, he was in serious debt
not mine, i’m with wale, i’m just a tourist on the set
f-ck me the monster said, somehow the monster’s dead
don’t try to buy my js they put you in debt
how you getting in debt when you dont have a pot to p-ss in

[hook: trinidad cartel]
1500, all in singles (straight up!)
throw it up, watch it fall and drop
round and round they go
round and round they go (yeah, yeah, yeah)
[verse 4: biig juiice]
yeah b-tch this date’s done
morphine all up in the system
for the low that nine cheap
now we all in the street
your feedback ain’t flexing
and all the wrongs in preventing
not likely like stay long please
gettin weak all in my knees
and my regime includes east coast
stuck in a pose all exposed
dip it all in mashed potatoes!
tryna stay clear of my foes
dip it all in mashed potatoes
this is love, nothing else close
blackberry and t phone
in my house i’m all alone

[verse 5: rich vybz]
i’ll throw you some singles for those bills yuh gotta pay
like michael jackson, how you do me this way
well give me grab iti was born inside a love zonewith a glock-nine young marriage
either way i’ll still be grinning, lived to the fullest. i got enough singles in storage
singles think alike, we were brought in the nexus
i’ve got a paper plane, it’s propelling my buzz
is that block of welfare singles that the government gives
my city’s culture to the game now in existence
[hook: trinidad cartel]
1500, all in singles (straight up!)
throw it up, watch it fall and drop
round and round they go
round and round they go (yeah, yeah, yeah)

[verse 6: young n.a.s]
it’s icy kash, am new but ain’t unseen
overseas, i can put you on my dream team
i reminisced bout sh-t i missed then i slit my wrist
all we do is work white, sorta like a dentist
but our flow is the truest
i have those scars on my wrist
swinging at open wounds at the wrist
now i’m armed and i’m fayetnam’s finest
my gun your scars, your wrist your calls
inside my heads telling me evil thoughts
with g’s in my pocket
icy kash, wit the dope sh-t
that’s cold icy,vision blurry but i see
look, i’m still talking to you baby
i’m a f-cking walking paradox, no i’m not
not because i’m icy, that don’t mean i can’t be hot

[verse 7: young triina]
dear momma don’t cry, your baby boy’s doin good
introducing the baddest man on the planet
and that’s reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree
and since you are the baddest chick i guess i am the navy
so when ya see me b-tch
every chick loves godzilla
baddest with deep tactics..
spray the fifth, gator kicks
walking down a street saw a hot chick
she got the bomb, i’m talking tick tick
(singing) weve all had that one chick
whips ain’t sh-t but my kicks look sick

[hook: trinidad cartel]
1500, all in singles (straight up!)
throw it up, watch it fall and drop
round and round they go
round and round they go (yeah, yeah, yeah)

[verse 8: rich $tunna]
stop begging for benjamins, beget your recompense and start wrecking shop with
and i can’t denyi had some b-tches in new yorksome puerto rican b-tches
benjamins dipped in stripper love no kiss or hugs
ho, sl-t, no love, turn beef to cold cuts
they call me grim reaper, i’m the sn-tcher of souls
rappin’ heat, you can fall defeat if you don’t pay ya tolls

[verse 9: don diva]
line up in an orderly fashion to get your brains smashed in
lord i’m so focused more focused than i ever been
your toes and your thighs shaking
i eat it upshe said i’m ready to f-ck
for you it may not mean much
but for me it’s anything for the win, sl-t
only thing thicker than a blonde girl, is my smoke
trying to shower with soap, roaches all in the soap
sl-t, don’t be defiant
f-ck around dawg, get ya head bust
what’s you motivation, huh, what’s your motivation
i’ll jerk off over something that i just saw on babe station
no monopoly type flow, no chance
to all the frauds stop faking, relax
or backing down, come here sl-t, let’s talk

[hook: trinidad cartel]
1500, all in singles (straight up!)
throw it up, watch it fall and drop
round and round they go
round and round they go (yeah, yeah, yeah)

[verse 10: haitian doll]
is it because when i get in altercation with a racist they call me haitian
so both of our imaginations are creations of the f-cking situation
i don’t give a f-ck either like father, like son, i’m done
you dread me like im haitian, get the f-ck up out my face son
earth shattering bars, you’d probably think a b-tch haitian
now me, tony, g, and tre got the keys to the nation
is to be more than just a rap musicianthe elevation of today’s generation
is it because when i get in altercation with a racist they call me haitian

[hook: trinidad cartel]
1500, all in singles (straight up!)
throw it up, watch it fall and drop
round and round they go
round and round they go (yeah, yeah, yeah)

- ripsi winelover

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