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    Busta Rhymes

    Hot Fudge

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    Добавлена 20 февраля 2008 пользователем AND1

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    Yo, I rearrange your wholesome change
    Complicate your vision and make the world look strange
    Try to remain calm but yet you still feel perspiration
    Drip from the top of your lip - losing concentration
    Don't you try to front like we got some type affiliation
    Bought yourself a piece you shit to try and avoid the confrontation
    Fear me, it's in your bloodstream feel the circulation
    Permenantly trife and affecting life like ammunisation
    Oh shit, I've got you feeling nervous on purpose (Ha!)
    I love bring that shit right at you - door to door service
    Instantaneous, you will still get your shit bust (Bust)
    Only spontaneous, all that shit talk is miscellaneous
    You be rolling shady we gonn' establish all the shadyist
    Yet all of my black peoples be the most craziest
    Numerals of funerals every day
    When I take a closer look of all my niggas around my way (Ha!)
    Ha, yeah, I love to dig from deep within
    Making your head spin
    Hot Fudge coming on in good lord
    Hot Fudge coming on in good lord
    Hot Fudge coming on in good lord
    Hot Fudge...
    Da Da Do Dee Da Do Da De Do Da Da Ohh Ohh Ohh
    Do Da Do Dee Da Do Da De Do Da Da Oww Oww Oww
    Aeiyo, you look like my man, y'all look similiar
    Alibis that niggas trying use like we familiar
    Fuck that! You really need to check your criteria
    Violating the world, annihilate your whole area
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