Thought - Rest of the Crew lyrics

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Thought - Rest of the Crew lyrics

[Hook 1] Whatever party's over tell the rest of the crew Yo Turbo, it's on you, whatchu wanna do Whatever party's over tell the rest of the crew Yo Spiz, it's on you, whatchu wanna do Whatever party's over tell the rest of the crew Yo Triple, it's on us, what we gonna do [Verse 1: Spiz] Just when I thought I was alone I got these problems pressing to my head like chrome Ain't no use in going home I'm a youngin on the streets in rare form Bringing rain I'm bringing mad storms From now on I'm staying hot no more lukewarm I step in the stu and then I transform I'm hands on Always got some weed as long as I got some pants on Ain't another sad song This is lifestyle In a cypher Two Tan be getting quite wild with bright styles Look at the kid and I might smile They say you got a grin about you They tell me watch your back cause they talking sh** about you I need a rap I need a voucher Turbo turn my music louder As I clear up all the doubters Light it up and hit the powder I'm just kidding but I'm not a coward I'll grab your face with my hand like I'm Dwight Howard I'm filthy b**h I need a shower Equipped with knowledge to the third power And when I need an escape I hit the flowers Getting payment by the hour Stepping out in Eddie Bauer On the fast track homie pa** that We making them cla**ics until we get where the cash at And that's that [Hook 2] Whatever party's over tell the rest of the crew Yo Turbo, it's on you, whatchu wanna do Whatever party's over tell the rest of the crew Ayo Thought man, it's on you, whatchu wanna do Whatever party's over tell the rest of the crew It's the Triple man, we gonna do what we wanna do [Verse 2: Thought] Icy kinda flow so beware of frostbite Can't feel your fingertips, not even in the sunlight Leave you with a limp and a overbite Underrated but your overhyped All gold but I didn't make it overnight Got you coughin' like a respirator or a casket They adopted my flow, so call me a ba*tard But I stay in reverse like a pastor I missed my exit, I realized after No John though Lead you in the cut like Rondo No Vuitton though Hear that 808 bongo Like a con mongo Shirt made in Congo I stay with eating Hawks like Alonzo Got your girl paying rent on my condo I don't even know how to rap they know how the song go Hit them with all types of nouns and verbs I use twice the words Half the math No defense I always attack But even your shadow leaves your back when its black So I let the dice roll like craps And when I stop spitting they always clap They always clap and that's that [Hook 3] Whatever party's over tell the rest of the crew

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