R.I.P. Lyrics by Prodigy Ft. Raekown & Havoc
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[Verse 1: Prodigy]
Nobody can't stop our rain
I don't bend, I don't break
Too much dough to ever go broke
Too much champagne to use flutes
I'm straight from the bottle like a genie hoop
Grant you death wishes
I don't dance, I just do this
Burn it down, I smell Piff
I post it up
Like an advertisment for a gangsta
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Metta World Peace - Blood In My Gatordade Lyrics (Ft. Prodigy, Hunna, Rain Bisou & James The Guitarist)
Blood In My Gatordade Lyrics by Metta World Peace Ft. Prodigy, Hunna, Rain Bisou & James The Guitarist
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Blood in my Gatorade, I was raised different
I said blood in my Gatorade, I was raised different
I said blood in my Gatorade, I was raised different
I said blood in my Gatorade, I was raised different
I was raised, I was raised different
I
Send “Blood In My Gatordade” Ringtone to your Cell
Blood in my Gatorade, I was raised different
I said blood in my Gatorade, I was raised different
I said blood in my Gatorade, I was raised different
I said blood in my Gatorade, I was raised different
I was raised, I was raised different
I
Libellés :
Hunna,
James The Guitarist,
Metta World Peace,
Prodigy,
Rain Bisou
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