St. Lunatics - Platinum+ lyrics

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St. Lunatics - Platinum+ lyrics

Uh, yo Everytime we drop a rhyme Uh, uh-huh, yeah, uh It's like this (City Spud) Now, now everything I drop yo it's platinum plus That's why everybody tryna hate on us I keep the, fly hunnies in the mood to You gotta, prove to us you can groove with us And make ya, move with us it'd be the best thing for ya Got, smoothest tats keep it natural like quarter water Move with us stay all up in your garments Pop's stayin' at it while you savin' up your quarters In order to rock a party yo you gotta keep it live Yella they got me, got me, 55 Curvin' off that herb and you can see it in my eyes Lunatics get down and we can rock it all night (And that's for real) (Yo, uh, yo) (Chorus 2X: City Spud) Check the rhyme y'all (rhyme y'all) We got it hap'nin Got the whole crowd movin' from the hit that's platinum If ya, think not you better beg the gig Cuz my whole crew behind me one-hundred percent (St. Lunatics!) (ELL} Now cain't nobody get as live as we Just to be the best is what we strive to be Open your eyes and see, the way the rookies Be invadin' our privacy, man they be ridin' D's Like a drop top six with the flyest diesel While you thinkin' like a G I'm thinkin millions Add on like a buildin', stand high on streets Hold on to some 98, paid for keys, cats please I've been, like, three wheel leavin' E's Bees sworm like bees, 'til the haters be my enemy You ain't sellin' me; to eat me; and fettle bees Repeatedly repeatin' me (repeat me) To beat me, they see me Mad cuz they cain't beat me, nor see me Mad cuz my ride got rims, and a TV I'm ruthless like Eazy, but huggable like Teddy Rugsben I'm not as strict so you'll never ever ever put my bugs in Your pocket; I mow you, I don't owe you Swiney stole you in your eye socket Maggot and Da Lie Rocket And no matter what to top it, you ask me what's up? I say the star and the moon who will be home soon (Chorus) (Lil' T) St. Lunatics emit like Voltron we way beyond your level Cover the platinum hits cuz ghetto my problem's a little But 'til then, St. Lunatics Entertainment (D2!!!) State studios paggin' pins make a million Be Rumpel like Stiltsken (you gotta feel that) If not, just be my rap like album I hit it back Lunatics got my back like murders and Malcolm X All you haters relax, every kickin' light stat (Nelly) Thinkin' about somethin' nauseous with that shhh straight up Muh-muha-muha-my side for all y'all Thinkin' about somethin' nauseous with that shhh straight up Be-beha-beha-behabeha-be that L Thinkin' about somethin' nauseous with that shhh straight up Muh-muha-muha-my side for all y'all Thinkin' about somethin' nauseous with that sh-sh-sh-shshhh Be that L be-beha-be that L (Chorus) Yo Check the rhyme y'all Check the rhyme y'all Yo what's that y'all? Keep it live y'all Make it real loud y'all Check the rhyme y'all Things like that y'all Keep it live y'all Jay E y'all Jay E y'all I'm on the tracks y'all Lunatics y'all Gimme that fetch y'all D2 y'all Non-Asia Non-Asia

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