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Riff Raff

Genres: Rock

Larry Bird Lyrics - Riff Raff

I done flipped my phone, watch what I'm doing 

Broke these boys off, three wheels the ancient ruins 

A tatted up back, I burn when I'm bored 

I done three wheeled and jumped off a diving board 

'Sace's keep me cold, slide like M.Bison 

Broke these hoes off, concealed a hand gun license 

Or swings'er diploma, gotta peep at my persona 

I done shook dice with Larry Bird in Barcelona 

Way down in Spain, selling no gimmicks 

Broke his hoes off, three wheeled through the Olympics 

I done stole the torch, I done bought some starch 

I done waved wood on Tiger Woods' golf course 

Or Pete Sampras, weed in my damn baby pampers 

I done weaved through traffic at this TSU campus 

It was a study group, smelling like Joop 

I done Ernest Givins electric slide on my roof 

 

The windows are slightly tinted cause they know me 

B-Boy's better pay me and these boy's don't owe me 

The windows are slightly tinted cause they know me 

B-boy's better pay me and these boy's don't owe me 

The windows are slightly tinted cause they know me 

B-boy's better pay me and these boy's don't owe me 

The windows are slightly tinted cause they know me 

B-boy's better pay me and these boy's don't owe me 

 

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Jumping out a caravan, eye's like a China man 

Bladed up on four Pirellis chopping like a ceiling fan 

Holdin' 3 cups in my hand, Styrofoam is China white 

Tell the DJ to cut the light I might press a button and blind your sight 

Chief like a king's crown, holding on that four pound 

Make them boy's work, they gon' uh, lay it down 

Laid it on the ground, paint done got wetter 

More fifteens in my trunk than Marcelle's Quinceaneara 

Acres Homes Maricon, call me on my cell phone 

If you look me in my eye's I might turn your heart to stone 

Might pop up in Yellowstone, cause I represent the South Side of the fucking state 

But reside in the fucking north side of the fucking city 

Did a crime and got acquitted 

Every time I open my mouth I got them busta's feeling shitty 

 

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