Closer (sam sneed version) Lyrics
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Closer (sam sneed version) Lyricsby Noreaga Buy album CD: Other Songs T - STA (Noreaga) Word up dun Aight one time... do it like that one time I'm sayin' No executes... no executes Yo I started out in Iraq the wrong route More bitches to doubt more money to count Yo my Swiss account, with more cheese amount Keep piling and still gettin' calls from the island Still do the things I do when I was wildin' Tryin' to go from penny loafers, to mink sofas Spend a week with dime bitches as freaks Body so bangin' I call they're tits Sants Ask chicks scream loud like Sam Bates I wanna be under the seats in our streets Last year around the time this year If I would of got locked Yo I wouldn't even get it but now I got this rap thing No more hustlin' at age ten my team played to win Reach under the car seat nobody understandin' Yo the black struggle gotta hustle to hustle And once you get muscle nobody trust you Tryin' to be like Goldy in the Shaft days These lasts days comin' up Yo these little niggas comin' up Hear the gun talk ready to buck Not thinkin' Black on black crime yo it's swine you're both stinkin' Pretty Ake Emore to Mobb D yo it's poppie, offically Arab natzi 2-5-2 we regluate this tune (Smoke) You say you never leave the thugs alone, You wanna be wit Nore or Capone You say you like the way he holds his crone, But you wouldn't leave him lonely You say you like the waited 2-5 side, But you wanna be his wife and push his ride Stand by his side and feed his time, But shorty you should hold him closely boy (Noreaga) Yo I still remember when we first did it Nobody with it Label said 2-5 is to thugged out So although we had to but God wasn't glad to Wait our turn to boiler now we burn On the daily done fucked in every telly We can fly just like R. Kelly Them only secondary to the sun I think I gotta son but I ain't sure What's in store God there's more Shortie says she came by knockin' at my door Could it be tryin' to be what I can be Islam me 2-5 my army Said she about to have my seed Soon to be, it shocked me Thinkin' bout a little me Eternally I bleed thinkin' of seed yo at high speed I multiply with weed Now I slow my life down I got time to breath (Smoke) You say you never leave the thugs alone, You wanna be wit Nore or Capone You say you like the way he holds his crone, But you wouldn't leave him lonely You say you like the waited 2-5 side, You wanna be his wife and push his ride Stand by his side and feed his time, But shorty you should hold him closely You say you never leave the thugs alone, You wanna be wit Nore or Capone You say you like the way he holds his crone, But you wouldn't leave him lonely You say you like the waited 2-5 side, You wanna be his wife and push his ride Stand by his side and feed his time, But shorty you should hold him closely boooooooooy (Noreaga) Hold us closely... hold us closely Word up... yo... yo A little bit of thugs is all it takes, To make this industry just great A little bit of thugs is all it takes, To make this industry great Black shine... black shine
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