Sean Price - Solidify lyrics

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Sean Price - Solidify lyrics

Hey yo blast it hittin hydro, make my eyes low Why those n***as like k**in son, i don't know On the av(erage) impressin them silly who*es Rockin mad j**els and ice, but yo is it realy yours? Fakin a** n***a, hatin a** n***a Sayin peace god even thankin a** n***a I ain't scared I said it on Jamaican a** n***as Bust dred in the head and escape fast with yah figures Flows tight like your daughters' twat, yo you oughta stop Bullsh** you sayin, but f** you call the cops Mo thug keep a b**h in this sh** I'm lifitn the fifth and leave you dead on pickin the cris Air out hit nine-five-north we switch lanes On my way to Buffalo we sell crack to Rick James Dedicate this to n***as who say f** Sean and DJs who don't play rock a ruck songs might Walk up in yah station and rip up your playlist Play this before i run up and and gun up and spray sh** You on some gay sh** like Lamar Latrell And whenever I sing sh** it be hard as hell Chorus: Yo wherever you at throw yo hands in the air My dog Sean P he gon eat this year I can feel ya'll, it's all about the dollar bill ya'll Move too fast my dog might have to k** ya'll Hey yo b-tape pad and pen, rap sh** Arm and hammer c**aine, crack sh** 44 Calico Desert Eagle gat sh** 4 chicken wings pork fried rice, cat sh** Think n***as and b**h thugs ruckus will smack sh** Timbaland boxes and bank accounts where I stack sh** Kelly Price, Big Pun, 8-Ball, fat sh** n***as who can't f** with Ruck on that wack sh** My dick, my girl, KY Jelly, s** sh** GS, LS, LX, that's that Lex sh** Statewide to oversea tours, n***a reck sh** Calisthetics and Tae Bo, on some flex sh** Mike Piazza, John Franco, on some Mets sh** Pinch you wealth and social secutiry check sh** Lit on your moms pull out her weave disrespect sh** You gettin soo close, get off that next sh** Chorus: Yo wherever you at throw yo hands in the air My dog Sean P he gon eat this year I can feel ya'll, it's all about the dollar bill ya'll Move too fast my dog might have to k** ya'll Hey yo I'm Sean Price, no relation to Vincent Used to be the man up until so damn recent Bullsh** went down, Sean had to get down he clowns with the tre pound Skip towns in the Greyhound Big weight how, bitin all means just as neccessary You temporary rock ruck remain legendary Never worry, ice and cream just like Ben & Jerry Then if any n***a disrespect me disincenitary Secondary n***as try, to attack Sean But I strap with the bomb my gat in the couron so Never think a n***a ain't prepared for what the feeble do Beat you to a Pope and sold you folks and your people too Traum medicine, always keep Sean better and I said it then It's lights out like calm medicine You'll never win-your head hurt, here's Excedrin Gotta keep it locked for the props and Benjamins Got mad n***as at home, should reconsider and They carrer they feel fear like Senior citizen and You see the sh** I'm in.. Chorus: Yo son, yo, yo wherever you at throw yo hands in the air My dog Sean P he gon eat this year I can feel ya'll, it's all about the dollar bill ya'll Move too fast my dog might have to k** ya'll

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