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Bizzy Bone - Sit Back Relax lyrics
Bizzy: hey its the martin n malcom in the vibe and in the Q we ebony ivory brothers the others the indian gentleman n business executives swing on a pendulum livin legends yeah we veterans theres no need to tell em they know who we better than these ciggerettes killing me ebony ivory peace n war one hell of a diary see i can get serious diggin yall chest cuz people been rippin they bullet proof vest they so concerned with who was the best i dont even think about it i done put my publicist on it so yall mother fuckahs go read about it n then sing about it bizzy done went solo man how this Chorus: sit back relax and have a puff or two, cuz all we really tryna do is get high with u, thats just how we do sit back relax and pop a peek at chu cuz all we really wanna do is roll with u OoO thats just how we do Bizzy: sevens my family thats for the industy not understandin me handing me hard money all a vanity losin my sanity damned to be banned from mr handely had to be mad at me doubted me just like me daddy nigguh dont rat on me rat on me armegheddon till the sattle we ride whatever whatever im ready to die sever the ties dead or alive hopefully all my niggahs are fly some arise like some of the times cuz they didnt wanna see lil E shine leader of seven and that is the sign holdin alive outta my mind nigguh rewind tell em my crime bizzy aint finna sip none of your wine your wine Chorus: sit back relax and have a puff or two, cuz all we really tryna do is get high with u, thats just how we do sit back relax and pop a peek at chu cuz all we really wanna do is roll with u OoO thats just how we do Bizzy: lets all think into dip into the slow motion i roll with my niggahs and nigguhs we all knowin flowin and goin and goin and goin they goin the original flippin with the pimpin of your pourin bubble n double n thuggin luvin my nigguhs brothers n mothers uncles others uncles n threw the winter n all ah the liquor get together now bitter done runnin a little runnin of a lap freak in the mind and runnin around to tell pull up on suckas i pull a gun to my pucker fuck yall ima be the mother mother fucker trust yall no further thats all no wonder ah go undercover better go underground n yah found no body love it but i stay in the gutter watchin these haters growin love puddles its fucked up but damn im still humble Chorus: sit back relax and have a puff or two, cuz all we really tryna do is get high with u, thats just how we do sit back relax and pop a peek at chu cuz all we really wanna do is roll with u OoO thats just how we do |
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