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| prose, esl, cambridge center, kottonmouth kings free musiclyrics, hip hop lyrics, wordssong lyrics eminem p.i.m.p. unknown, how we do, yourquiz, profanity, photosharing, | now, I gotta stay back (stay back) This is the payback, 23 inches on the made back Cadillac, as a matter of fact (what) I had to adapt to my neighborhood, ghetto television habitat And I'm not having that, you ain't gon fuck me You talking shit, but you ain't gon touch me television You hating on me, but I made you I'm television just like some brand new jeans, you can't fade it I'm the greatest, but I'm fucking with the mic Got a bitch, got a fo' and a Sprite And I might get higher, this bud got that fire I need eight million, when a nigga retire (*talking*) (fire, fire) he's on fire (he's on fire) (he's on fire) I'm on fire nigga (I blaze the bitch) like Beanie Sigel say nigga It's the truth (Sucka Free) you know (biatch) This the motherfucking freestyles man You know the hell I'm saying This what I'm telling y'all niggas If you ain't Sucka Free, don't fuck with me Cause I know you got your eyes, on my luxury - 2x And it's a fact (it's a fact) All you hating ass nigga didn't want me to make it I thought I told you, we don't fake it (biiatch) We don't fake it, we don't fake it nigga If the above are not the lyrics to (It's a Fact (Remix)) by LIL' FLIP Would you kindly |
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