Giuditta / Act 4: Meine Lippen, die küssen so heiss

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Chin checker I'm da chin checker
 It was a quarter passed 3 when I ran into rell
 Didn't forget my keys cause my name ring bells
 A lil white tee some addidas with the shells
 Tun in the coup oh! shoot broke a nail
 Let me let me think what I gotta gotta do
 Should I get the black or the chrome 22
 And if a bird try to get out of the cage
 One bitch down new york times front page
 I went to starbucks I wanted to get a frapo
 Then had a snapple apple with the capo
 That's fendi but that's irrelivent
 Threw him a couple benjies now I'm da president
 And I'm nicki and nicki so picky
 Slick like ricky flow be so icky
 Class is finished you'll be home bout 3
 So all ya rap bitches what ya'll know bout me
 What ya know bout me
 Whatchu whatchu know bout me
 What ya know bout me
 Watchau watchu know
 They say the girl is a fool the girl get it boppin'
 The girl get them crills and the girl get it poppin'
 What ya know bout me
 Whatchu whatchu know bout me
 The girl gettin money alot of dirty money
 I'll show you how to do it if you gettin somethin from me
 Got some nice titties yes they are pretty
 That's how I got the s the 550
 That's cause I gets I gets I gets busy
 That's why I don't need you to come get me
 I'm badder than the dude at the neverland
 In a money green coup with a leprechaun
 Holla at'em get a four leaf clover
 Go go against me guaranteed ya over
 Now all the kids sweat nick like a mexican
 Cause I got more kicks than a temper tan-trum trum trum
 Ya slow poke betta run run run my lil coke
 And s-m-I-the l-e and ain't one thing they could tell me
 Cause I write write write my own shit
 I'm the one like I'm the culprit

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05:38
Tempo
75 BPM

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