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Andre Nickatina - Purrfect Storm lyrics
Purrfect Storm -Andre Nickatina man you can picture my perfection from the purple in the paper get it popin cuz its poppin put the pimpin in the player pick the player grab the photographer platiunum pearl pistol packa wake you up the mornin after you know just wut im after i eat spaghetti wit the tiger prawns and like to buy anything that my eyes is on i politic before im leaving wit the god of khan the ladies know me real well at the auto barn my mercedez i wiffer past its supper bad the color man will hit you like a jab thats where im at i give a gun to the hands of time so i can shoot out of endless rhymes i sent you pictures of perfection its interlection of your connection its something like a model car collection you hit em queez -Equipto ill get em fuck a world their against me so spittin my raps its like a real deal mc nothing attatched ill be married to the game im life long wit it till they carry me away everything i say true so you wonder where the time went situate the studio time from all the grindin see my life flash i roll the dice fast i cant even find time just to sit and write raps you livin like that man the scratch i reverse the north im sucked in by the perfect storm i can take it like a man break down with the fan you suckas hating the situation the hands -Andre Nickatina playboy im from the filmoe man aka bay yola we let our hair grow to our shouldas pictur polorola and hit the freeway from the rollas man laughin wit a mouth full of doja by the qouta i thought i told ya its through the wire like HBO my vouge tires said the rest to go man can you picture the perfection its like a weapon a smith and wesson you askin me do rappers go to heaven is that the question i keep it cold just like mavato you split it down the middle like a fiddle me and sato i like to walk wit facco cuz she walks just like a model my life is like a love letter find it in the bottle your baby bubba i hit the streets just like its rubber dont weigh im bouts to roun up in my car and make you studder -Equipto uh you know come on yea top notch caliber underdog challenger manage to get by everyday of the calander world wide traveler pray when im landed rolling up tough blunts taste like candy im the weddin crasher drive like the answer been over a g ima tell you put cash up spittin like the last one im the summer rida ever since the 4 the 1 the 5 -Andre Nickatina man the 4 the 1 the 5 uh man ima fast driv-uh banna cream pie-uh baby yous a lie-uh i suck up in the choi-uh man picture the perfection the third world filmoe chair numba 7 i was goin like im wavy the rap god forgave me and after that day g rock-a-bye baby |
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