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YG FAMILY - OTHER SONGS
lyriks

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lyriks
stp

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1. stp

Perry
For the year two thou I aim, no fear, been there, so yall can't claim... any game but sorry, yall be shamed, mad frame in the fast lane I remain...

Think alots, polka dots, make lots, paper shots, iron hearted like v-bots, taekwon, take one, shake one; recollect and break records like Guiness how I make some...

Sean
Fake one, not never, YG forever, cool calm and rip all together - watch these teams get buck like leather, so whenever you wanna lock just knock...

Teddy
Yo! You musta found a masterpiece in me T.E.D. from the one "T" yall know the follow up oui-oui, si-si, Y-E-S y'all completely, and evidently we tighter than a Bentley...

Perry
Uh! Layin'em gently - suckaz can't prevent me - running for twenty years deep, murder empty, ninety percent fakin on the shit we doin daily... Uh! That's what we feelin on this Y shit, see me!

Chorus One
B-boys! B-girls! Let's - make noise, make pearls, flex! What chu want next, we the bomb techs - STP flows like bomb threats! (2x)

Perry
Who I? Throwin out that stee bangin, whoo hah! PE double's got your ears ringing - how it's done? How I come? Yall shoulda known I come along I bring one for the road cuz I'm next to none. Action lights lit, mic's pripped, nights flipped, with the tightest shit and you might just quit; don't even trip cuz my own can handle it for the buck of it, throw a little twist cuz I'm ill wit it, might kill with it...

Sean
Feel with it, ain't no one can peel with it; until now I'm chillin it my crews like, (what) so I gotta be spillin it - not the one to test one, but if you press on, then we just have to get it wild like the west one.

S-E-A, N, decorate, put you on a hip hop like a date... Bring it on! Turn it on! Word is bond I make it on! STP is diggin in ya brain as we spray it on!

Chorus Two
STP yall got a problem with it? STP yall wanna roll with it? STP Yall wanna fuck with it? STP uh! uh! STP What!

Teddy
Watch ya ground I'm Y bound - you turn around low sound from the silencer, one down; where they at? I peeped'em with my eye corner, stealth mode malfunction, ya death aroma, linger! Take me to your leader, non-resistent, another life pleader, just keep it distant... Isn't? It a bitch in ya kicks when ya spits out of lyks you ain't got trips bitch you sleeveless!

Chorus Two
STP yall got a problem with it? STP yall wanna roll with it? STP Yall wanna fuck with it? STP uh! uh! STP What!

Sean
A yo Figaro! Figaro! Hit me one in stereo! ereo! Like merry-go... shine like a disco, mad glitter, homerun hitter, super lick spitter! Yall jitter to this when I enter, S on my chest three best in the center, sho-shot winner got flowz enough! By the rowz all suckaz get frozen up!

Teddy
I word that never speechless, I'm bout to teach this, whack never reach this, nothing but leeches; cream peaches, mine baby! Getcha own hit the fine line baby! Lock it, never crock it, mine spock it - shy talk it, throw a wad in my pocket... it's gonna take an army to block it; we shown nuff steady puttin skillz in the socket...

Uh! You know what I mean? To the third, that's my word, with some banging SHIT...

Perry
Uh! But is it real? Is it what you want to get that - dollar bill? Chase the mill, flow for thrill show for deal? Love that! Shit talk and walk I'm above all that... Gimee an S gimee T gimee a P; HIPHOP like dungaree... it's just a summary of me verbally, golden-eye type flex in the family, what!

Outro
Don't say we didn't tell yall... that STP's type ill yall! Don't say we didn't flip the shit cuz I know right now you be peepin it! (2x)

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