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Physically, physically fit Catcher in the rye, want a taste of it Boom Mumbai, wanna feel my grit People in the Bronx wanna take a trip Physically, physically fit Catcher in the rye, want a taste of it Boom Mumbai, wanna feel my grit People in the Bronx wanna take a trip I no say want no line from you Me a want fi worry on the one and two When I see you flying out of Timbuktu Chucking all the money from the tree I grew I no say tear these eyes from you Caught me in the middle of the ball I threw If you want me bowing to the glass I drew I could melt the colors, leave a stain on you Timе warped 'round me Crystal calibrate around mе Nice, oh, nice, oh, naughty Count the cooking in an old school county Time warped 'round me Crystal calibrate around me Nice, oh, nice, oh, naughty Count the cooking in an old school county Letras de canciones Physically, physically fit Catcher in the rye, want a taste of it Boom Mumbai, wanna feel my grit People in the Bronx wanna take a trip Rocket on a compact disc Pussy and a pocket full of Poe and piss E-I-E-I-O, ho want my kiss Dig up, dig out, ho, what's your bliss? Every time I do it, shawty pop for me Feeling like a nigga won the lottery I been getting money, I do not do free I been getting pussy, I been riding, shh All eyes on me Came in with the killers and gorillas and the swangers with the switches I ain't selfish, I will let you and your ho feel it Knocking niggas off the corner like I'm Bowe Riddick Bitch, I'm slow wit it Baby, just go wit it Oh, I'm for sure with it And if you want it, we can go get it Okay, hold on, let me slap one last song Lights go flash Guns go blast And we up in this club But this love don't last Passion is fading I'ma give you my last Take a sip of this wine Put your head in my lap, yeah, uh Physically, physically fit Catcher in the rye, want a taste of it Boom Mumbai, wanna feel my grit People in the Bronx wanna take a trip Rocket on a compact disc Pussy and a pocket full of Poe and piss E-I-E-I-O, ho want my kiss Dig up, dig out, ho, what's your bliss? I don't know, know where to go Bouncing off the walls, got a disco soul Pounce them goals, pressure on the bows When they get to swinging, I'ma spark my coal Prime your poles, twist your toes Fly up the jet, make your neck on froze Dice and roll, don't take a toll Turn up the beat, make 'em lose control I don't know, know where to go Bouncing off the walls, got a disco soul Pounce them goals, pressure on the bows When they get to swinging, I'ma spark my coal Prime your poles, twist your toes Fly up the jet, make your neck on froze Dice and roll, don't take a toll Turn up the beat, make 'em lose control From Letras Mania