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Текст (слова) песни: Clipse f Pharrell - Stuntin` Y`all

* first single; send corrections to the typist

[Pharrell]
Uh! Uhh! Uh! Uh-huh!

[Chorus - Pusha T] + (Pharrell)
I`m achieving, happy to be breathing
They stuntin y`all! (I`m stuntin y`all!)
Diamonds with brothers giving off 2K colors
Disgusting y`all! (disgusting y`all!)
On my road and going my way nigga
I`ll cut ya off! (I`ll cut ya off!)
So, let me live or that .45 living
I`m touching y`all! (I`m touching y`all!)
(Hooooooo!!!)

[Verse 1 - Pusha T]
What`s the talk of the sophomore jinx?
Got jewerly like I robbed the Sphinx
Got money like I robbed the Brinks - truck
Fuck y`all niggaz that pray for my ship to sink
I`m a problem, coupes I copped them left to right
The garage looks like the Bat Cave at night
He who tips scales, off that fish scale
Hands gracefully brush them keys like it`s brail
Safeties on guns don`t sit well
Send new shells to old foes, suckas!
Bail like oh no! flows is so cold
Hoes stick to me like gum to shoe soles huh!
He`s vain, 88 you`re thinking, 2004 - resurrection of caine!
Here I am, such a young baller
Flow shows promise, like LeBron James
I bring life to the game

[Chorus]

[Verse 2 - Malice]
Niggaz is losing it, out they mothafuckin mind
How another nigga talk about mine, I must be doin it
They must see, a signaficant rise in my stock
Multi-colored jewels, wit hues of blue in it
Or take you the real estate, where the realest gate
Outline the perimeter, I`ll show you where we`re doin it
Hear the new, the Clipse is huge
And these crews continue to hate, like Ebenezer Scrooge
But it`s cool, I too once, averaged the same
Til I got slick, took risks, carried the `caine
Then I cooked shit, pushed it, married the game
Now these days, I just 52-karat the chain YES!!
I pump base to the projects
I was Tyrannosaurus Rex to the pyrex
These dudes can`t wait to see the doom of me
But big deals, so what, what`s new, humor me, bitch!

[Chorus]

[Verse 3 - Pusha T]
Do-ray-me, fo-so-la-ti
Oh my God, the - wrist stay +Rocky+ like +Balboa+!
The bar`s been lowered, here to raise the quota!
Keep guns in pairs, I am the ghetto`s Noah! (PW: True!)
Nigga need horseshoe for luck
Tryna test a - flow like such, jewels like Tut
Children hush, while King Pusha speakin
Or paramedic you`ll be seeing fa real

[Malice]
It`s every bit what it seems! these is dreams I`m living out
The ride I`m getting out`s a fraction of the house
Your living can`t obstruct my vision
Franck Mueller jewels, I`m convinced this is living!
It`s a given cats gon flap that tongue
Till I appear then cat got tongue, better relax
`Fore I clap that gun, perhaps even collapse that lung
Trust in me that that gat`s no fun, one!

[Chorus]

 

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