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(feat. The Jacka and Rydah J. Klyde) [Verse 1: Fed-X] Fifty States!, yo Guess who the dude the girls love him Fed-X Fifty States I'm so custom I'm like a Benz whip S-Class sports car Hard top drop automatic road bar Like a Continental R I'm rare They call me another country so come catch me there I'm international London and Spain Jamaica, to the Philippines luxury planes Did some time in Panama learned the laundering game Plus my lawyer got an Einstein brain Bubbled up on the stocks got it locked in the Ukraine for real What would it take for Fifty to make a mil? Not much, Fed Fifty States Warbucks Debiassi if you know me the million dollar man With the million dollar plan I got my gun in hand I'm on the, run for real but my dogs don't squeal It's the Mob [HOOK:] Sorry I'm mad at you You can come and walk in my shoes, in my shoes That's what I had to do Letras de cancionesNow everybody's singin' the blues, the blues [Verse 2: Jacka & Rydah] Smoke a lotta weed hardly ever get upset You's a fly motherfucka if you got this in the deck Baby all up on me slidin' slidin' up my neck Ended up gettin' sucked started of wid a peck Started off with the Burberry check on the Air Force Who care's if ya head's hard, just gimme some neck Gettin' way higher than you suckas expect We the fuckin' Mob Figaz wid them treal ass reps boy [Rydah J. Klyde:] And all we want is our issue, don't make us have to pull out pistols He's tryna be good he's in the hood wid no lights on Now I pick the size of my chrome I hope these bitches fit on You know niggas ain't neh' had nuttin' ain't know how to act I swing eights wid no Ls and all my shit don't rack Got the latest gats Air Force Ones wid the gator strap danglin off the back and niggas hate us for that And I love it, shit we need worldwide coverage Swisher Sweet smokers Philly smokers Backwood, Dutches Eastcoast Mid-West DownSouth hustlers Mob Figaz baby we don't fuck wid suckas Nigga have you ever grind can you roll wid the punches If ya, dyin' to shine you'll be dead in some months if I gotta put you on uhuhuhuh on and Nigga where was you when I was hustlin' in the stormin' [HOOK x2] From Letras Mania