Da L.E.S - Something Else lyrics

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Da L.E.S - Something Else lyrics

[Chorus - D.A L.E.S] I try to tell yall to be careful I'm in the kitchen whipping with the spoon(whip it whip it whip it) In the club acting a damn fool, got your b**h up in my vehicle But my mind always on something else And my diamonds look like something else And my grind always on something else My designer look like something else [Verse 1 - D.A L.E.S] In the back of the quarter five she got the same number I think I'm a call her now cooking that whoa whoa Coz she can't' afford the [?], but I like it low low low Now can I be courtside I done found out about her when on the streets I done figured out it back I like mickey d's But I done seen the demon come out the jeans That b**h be selling my n***as dreams Fly out to Cape Town to k** some time Coz my side b**h wanna take my shine Damn my side b**h wanna take my shine Taking these photos to k** my vibe [Chorus - D.A L.E.S] I try to tell yall to be careful I'm in the kitchen whipping with the spoon(whip it whip it whip it) In the club acting a damn fool, got your b**h up in my vehicle But my mind always on something else And my diamonds look like something else And my grind always on something else My designer look like something else [Verse 2 - Maggz] f** you f** n***as you been afraid M A double I still amaze k** a track and I k** a stage The real is back and they feeling raged They know dub is no average, so what, I don't practice I'm still nice in my madness, that's real life in this palace Bad b**hes two of them, wake up, who are dem Waking up in this hotel, she bu*t naked her coat fell Her friend on me you know well, I hit both and I won't tell Real n***a they chose well, my soul, something I won't sell [Chorus - D.A L.E.S] I try to tell yall to be careful I'm in the kitchen whipping with the spoon(whip it whip it whip it) In the club acting a damn fool, got your b**h up in my vehicle But my mind always on something else And my diamonds look like something else And my grind always on something else My designer look like something else [Verse 3 - Gemini Major] I'm a new age rasta, meats in my pasta Certified bad man, loud with the ganja I got your girl in the [?] I got a tent at the crib, white girls in a Benz Gold chains on my neck, big moves, no chess Top shotta never miss, my pull up is looking like something else Me and my n***as up to something else n***a we doing the most You a minion, I'm a boss [Chorus - D.A L.E.S] I try to tell yall to be careful I'm in the kitchen whipping with the spoon(whip it whip it whip it) In the club acting a damn fool, got your b**h up in my vehicle But my mind always on something else And my diamonds look like something else And my grind always on something else My designer look like something else

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