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Rah Digga - Imperial lyrics
Chorus: Rah Digga Flipmode the Imperial You know you love it when you hear us on the radio Go cop the joint and play the shit up in your stereo or in the streets up in your Jeeps or in the disco And if you want the fly shit, my nigga here we go You know it's Digga lookin pretty in the video With Bus-a-Bus up in the cut but you don't hear me though Just when you think we done we hit y'all we got plenty mo' Blow! (Rah Digga) It be's the little mama, lip gloss and eyeliner The only shit poppin like White Castle or the Donna Rah Digga make the joints that the DJs blast Ghetto diva in the Source with the 3 page ad Watch as the hood rat messiah climb swiftly Labels scarred to death to let their artist bomb with me Cause you can send your thuggest MC and watch me son 'em The ruggedest bitch, don't even rhyme about gunnin Got joints circulating like them old karate flicks Buncha Rah Digga shirts on some big body chicks Throw my shit in your hoopty or your luxury trucks And make the quickest turn around like 'dro for 20 bucks And I'll still be the greatest if this rap shit fail me Back to jackin bootleg flicks from out the deli Livin off the interest Sippin on Tequila with my logo on the side of fuckin 18 wheelers Chorus (Busta Rhymes) Ay yo yo yo Raze and dazzle niggas like ya'll Spread niggas like you and dismantle niggas like y'all I got the thing that'll majorly handle niggas like y'all Fight y'all, bust a semi and cancel niggas like y'all I know some joke niggas who love to hassle niggas like y'all Talk, and fix and simply dance on niggas like y'all Trample niggas like y'all Make examples outta niggas like y'all Grit |
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