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Sean ***** - Fake Neptune [Featuring: Buckshot, Louieville Sluggah & Steele] [Chorus 2x: Buckshot] Ah, you see too hard for me Ah, you see you hardly me Disrespect anyone, no pardon me Any time you set it off, you can start with me [Sean *****] Meanwhile, nigga, back at the ranch Smokin' a spliff with this ***** trynna faster her pants P, off with the blouse, and off with the kangol Victoria Secret, *****, Caribbean mango Her favorite song on Nocturnal, was Brainz Blo Put on my pants, if she can let the brains blow Heh, I had to find that funny Lost my wallet, gotta find my money, ***** How you gonna shit on me? After I let you shit on me, freaky deaky Nowadays I had it up to here Don't make me ***** around and cut your hair, listen All things Sean *****, four wings, fried rice Nigga, duck sauce, who the ***** the boss? Yo, ask me no questions, I tell you no lie Unless the judge is wack and the jury is jive Uh, old school style, Furious Five Get my man Grandmaster Caz, to snuff ya ass On a, world tour, with Muhammed, my man In a piece of shit truck, smelling like vomit and ham [Steele] And when the coochie smell bad, but the shorty look good What the ***** a nigga suppose to say, tell me If I like to do a little rap, put money on stacks Tell me how a nigga suppose to get get paid Wait a minute, now you mean to tell me, I'm stuck in this shit Rappers either bending over or riding dicks Check 'em, down and dirty niggaz stuck in the ditch The realest in the myst, tuckin' a fifth, ohh [Louieville Sluggah] It's like a switch from Crys' to Molt Liquor and Colt 45, on the hittin' hand sittin' If you can't stand the heat, get out the kitchen It's either you with you, or you all around *****ing Pop pop, what happened to that boy? He got popped, got rocked by a real mccoy I was *****ing his broad, she was feeling joyced She said |