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Armani of York piosenki

Utwory wykonawcy:

4 AM, Still Partying

Everybody grab your drinks and stick up in the air right now ... You know what's comin' next ...Who's ready to party? Everybody grab somebody ... This Armani of York, let's get the summer jumpin'... Verse One: We in the club tonight, so make it right Girls...

A to Z

Verse One: Snow white, Gods Bud, Ganeshas Dream Light of Jah, White Widow, White Queen Hawaiian Skunk, Northern Lights, Early Misty Thai Skunk, Master Kush, Waikiki Queen Parannoid think I'm hearin' noises Maui Wauwie, Durban Poison The Pride of Amsterdam wil...

Child With a Gun

Verse One: Well I'm on the road again, and I'm missing home So tired but I can't knock these beats and poems It's fucking dark out but I can't see the stars All I see is streetlights, and fancy cars I came up from fucking nothin' Got the world at my back now...

Crazy, Baby

Intro: I'm a crazy mothafucka man ... Verse One: Ride through the night Too many victims in sight Slidin' round with a piece, on a bike Ain't no hidin' now, hit the ground Hear the sound from the pound "tick-a-pow" You fall down, sicker sounds Come up out...

Fade to Black

Verse One: I'm bendin' beats like this plastic I'm one of the smartest, Mr. Fanstastic Regardless of the fact you ass and lame backwards Runnin' for the cash your game is out of fashion You Atari in this bitch I'm probably getting' rich from these downtown sh...

Motivation

Verse One: Livin' life, feel great Welcome hate cuz it motivates me Stay up late with a bag of weight But it's only a z, I don't exaggerate I can't sleep so I master basses Wake up, then I bake, then I masterbate Forget names, I remember faces So don't wind u...

Rays of Light

Verse One: Oh no, stash the dough Made a new game, call it bag a hoe I must proclaim, that my soul Is all twisted up like a tootsie roll Puff dro in the limo, good to go Good to go, good to go You plain like Calico I do all my shit for the O T before, bleedin...

Squalay

Verse One: Lighting up the cosmos Chilling with the sanchos Counting all this cash that I'm making over samples Born in England, raised in a dungeon Raised up in chains and I'm mentally abandoned Now I'm drinkin' liquor, getting' sicker, shooting canons Drivi...

Stand Up

Verse One: See there's heat buildin' up in the streets Motherfuckers ready to hop in they jeeps But they work boots on and knock down the chiefs Polish they steel, and click back the piece When they click clack, deceased We'll earn back these streets And burn...

The Road

Verse One: Well I'm on the road again, and I'm missing home So tired but I can't knock these beats and poems It's fucking dark out but I can't see the stars All I see is streetlights, and fancy cars I came up from fucking nothin' Got the world at my back now...