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Most of these cats just can't kick it we're next to godly son thats the ticket I'm looking for a nice rich white fence to pick it I'm looking for a nice round fat booty to stick it These cats cant do what we do see we figured how to make this shit profitable if you act a fool and you sound like stool then for sure we gonna have to take that ass to school These cats wanna be like me steady mimicking my shit step for step they be up in the mirror so that they can try to see if the practice make perfect but they stiff like tree I don't wanna hear y'all niggas no more make sure that you put your shit on tight and make sure that you get a tight grip on the mic and make sure that your beat is hype cause if it aint we gon' fight four square Let me tease your nipple with my tongue and move to the middle and tickle just a little and stand like a king when i conquer that ass with my thang in my hand i'll be posing with class Letras de canciones Give me everything you got tonight I used to grapple don't even put up for fight pin your hair back make that shit look aight survey the closet, come hear and wear something thats tight Not too tight cause its coming off quick I'll be coming off quick, specially in fabric ... red ants and shit, met the pleasure of flesh I keep the fish well trapped inside of my mesh That's the way it be when we on tour so little time i find it be like ladies galore but i ain't home they front like i ain't got no game fuck it these international hoes be knowing my name it's four square My name is Aloe, the A stands for alpha okay? leavers duck motherfucks that bay ... so what you say? The L represent longevity enemies on they knees and ladies who sayin please And they always like 'O my goodness gracious how the hell did him and exile commence to make this?' finish with the E i diminish with ease all of these wigged E-M-C-E-Es Can i kick it harder than all of y'all you wanna watch play the game without the ball who wanna test I? you best die slow with suffer i learn the zulu tactics from my african brothers Open up the door let me through DS on my chest for the Dirty Science crew Emanon on my back for the group that i rap I'll be sitting in the chair till the world disappear it's four sqaure. (Thanks to Simon for these lyrics) From Letras Mania