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Shottin
Swet Shop Boys

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London New York India Pakistan You already know brother, you already know brother Ain't another mother****er that can do it like me You already know brother You already know brother, you already know brother Ain't another mother****er that can do it like me You already know brother I'm getting paid to lecture at unis that turned me down Guap from Princeton, Stanford, and Columbia My girl she from Colombia She whine it and she wonderful I'm earnin', I'm slumped out like Bernie The wheels on the Ambassador are turnin' It's Heemy, catch me out in Bombay Sippin' on that Bombay, young Gordon Bombay I got mighty bucks (Guap, guap) You already know brother, you already know brother Ain't another mother****er that can do it like me You already know brother You already know brother, you already know brother Ain't another mother****er that can do it like me You already know brother I got hella birds, that's mighty ducks, mighty duckets two I'm on the court scorin' buckets woo (wrong price mother****er!) Swish, swish, swish, swish mother****er Swish, swish, swish, swish mother****er Swish, swish, swish, swish mother****er Swish, swish, swish, swish mother****er Swish, swish, swish, swish mother****er It's Heemy Heemy, call me a fiend I don't give a shit, I stay reppin' Queens And Long Island, we wildin', we stylin' They still racial profilin' You already know brother, you already know brother Ain't another mother****er that can do it like me You already know brother You already know brother, you already know brother Ain't another mother****er that can do it like me You already know brother Two gold chains, one from mama, one from grandma I get paid for words, don't give no **** about no grammar I'm feelin' myself, oh no, I'm feelin' myself, oh no It wasn't long ago, I thought about killin' myself I'm back, I pushed my whip through Iraq I rap, I'm crack, get stacks I twist sad blunts, Spandau Ballet Push mad whips, thought I was a valet Because I'm brown, I get pounds for the sound Pound for pound, sad clown, money, downtown They lock me up, the cuffs too tight The judge too white, man, it just ain't right Heemy wear a crown, and the head she give is heavy She Betty Boop, and I'm young Akbar in the Chevy Mad money on me, mother****er I'm Balotelli Swish Swish by Swet Shop Boys. Cashmere. B*****s get wet, like the water through the leve You already know brother, you already know brother Ain't another mother****er that can do it like me You already know brother You already know brother, you already know brother Ain't another mother****er that can do it like me You already know brother Swish, swish, swish, swish mother****er (x 5)
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