Dre Dog (Andre Nickatina) lyrics

Dre Dog (Andre Nickatina) lyrics

"Cobra Status Lyrics"

Beijos De Corpo Lyrics
A noite boa, sexta feira e dessa vez eu no vou danar no vou atrs das dondoquinhas to bonitinhas mas frescas demais muito contato e pouco papo eu t afim de muita ao eu quero beijos, beijos de corpo eu tenho grana, bebida e teso! Ns tamos indo pra zona ns tamos no maior porre antes do dia clarear essa cidade vai peg


My drug/rap competitiors, they come in flocks

I can't sleep cuz when I do I think the game gon' stop

So I'm awake like an owl at a quarter to three

I hit your window with a nickel, Whats up baby it's me



Where I'm from we hate cops like we were bred to do it

Believe in Nike signs and gettin' high, so bitch just do it

Right or wrong over right, we'll disobey

Smokin weed, plottin greed listenin' to Sade



Man I hustle all day, eatin' cat fish and stapper

Battle everyday ...(?)

Tryin' ta have paper from the bottom to the tip

Two words I can't resist, motherfucker or bitch

I lost
Be Here In The Morning Lyrics
It's been such a long day so you better hurry home Lit all my incense and i wish you were home Only five minutes and you walk through my door Be here in the morning Be here in the evening Be here and make my life full Be here in the morning Be here in the evening Be here and make my life Stay here on t
a few nickels but I never drop dimes

Huh, Pisces is the rap sign



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Swimmin' like the man from Atlantis

A ...(?) like Houdini, but like Houdini I will vanish

Baby was nineteen with a big ol' ass

Shit, damn near gave a nigga whiplash



Don't ask me for money because I'm not gonna share it

Smokin weed from Bob Marley because he ...(?)

You best hope this wax don't cut you

Hope one time don't bust you

This style will finger fuck you

And patna I just cant trust you



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Recognize game when it
Drink Up And Go Home Lyrics
(Drink up and go home) You sat there a crying cry in your beer You think you got troubles my friends listen here Don't tell me your troubles I got enough of my own Be thankful you're living drink up and go home I'm fresh out of prison six years in the pen Lost my wife and family no one to call frien
's on your mind

You and that bitch playin' Andre rhymes

(?) situations like an SP-12

Go to hell, I made bail, Nigga fresh outta jail



With the look of the replican, shit gets deep

Already blunted up, and man I'm bumpin' the beat

Real pimp shit all in your bra

But it was me ...(?) my little cousin Bobby Shaw



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Nigga I'm the lost pimp of Gladis

Colder than a 40 heart(?) that's shaked like a habit

Nigga I'm a hawk, you a forest bunny rabbit

My crew stay true but we can also get savage



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Boogie Man Lyrics
Some people say I'm only out at night Maybe those folks might of got it right And some people say I drive a cadillac car Or sell my wares hauntin' hotel bars I'm the boogie man, the boogie man I like fine suits, smoke the best cigars Like talking sex to women, girls in fast cars I might be under the bed, ready to bite So littl
Bitch don't call me unless the party is packed

And gangsta shit is bumpin' on every track

Nigga them dice ain't got no love

Shakin' like a nigga scared behind his gun

Cuz see, I tick like time and man I time like tick

Man niggas don't forgive and we sure don't forget



It's the receiva, the 6 feet and ova ...(?) ice creama

Rollin' cheeba in a beama

With a poetic passion

In a functional fashion

A full tank of gas

And man I'm mashin'



Speed like a Z-28 tinted crow

Look if you want

Your reflection will show



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