"Digi" genre: Rap
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	Lyrics (Hook) We bout to be rollin'in dough and when the doors are open we stormin' in and then you noticin' what we been holdin' in that somethin' deep within thats where it all begins (verse 1) We been writin' and rhymin'up in the studio all the time listenin' to the beat off the korg triton usually got some of that green satisfaction pack some then we ready for action we been workin harder for the dollar than the hollar from the hooker that just took ya last little piece of paper you date her that tricks a trader another group caper I dont really hate her just another somethin' i can spill out here on paper dont go and save her leave her there for later lets hit the tracks hard we about to run a yard you caint stop what we doin' cause we's about to ruin the image and the style that ya use to I look funny yo' but still I'm makin' money and thats more than I can say for most you washed up dummies claimin' your shits the new but that shit is thru (Hook) (Verse 2) Back from the depths of the underground gettin strait messed up from the way I'm drinkin' crown on the town hear the sound got the party is poppin' and hoppin' never no stoppin' because we do it like this forget all your wishes just get on the hit list whats up with the misses thats givin up kisses lickin and frenchin another demension we causin some tension thats causin redemption the games gonna change start a new page crack-a-lackin' in the range octane burnin like some butane celephane got that jane so we smokin and toking never no jokin because we ready for this ready to mack burn the sack take a toke and pass it back bouncin off that brand new track told the bitch Id call her back makin stacks of the green money honeys on the run for me (Verse 3) We some players that be dweelin from the southside what a life sittin in the drop-top blades spinnin in the night feelin right got that henny its in me and if you with me come get me cause we aint gonna stop rockin it hot what you gotlookin like we blew the spot take a little trip to the place where we freak the foxes the lox is blarin eyes glarin Im swearin I aint comin home tonight (Hook) (Verse 4) We pullin switches on misses and hittin chickens that stripin we be sippin and dippin and later on they keep on stripin I got a pole at the crib and yo they gettin it on and we dont stop till its six in the mornin by ten were thru the we crash for a few the we wake up hook up then continue to persue its like a fame and fortune with tracks thats schorchin slowly we approachin our way to the door and if you ve seen us before we left you wantin just a little more showin yall somethin yall aint seen before cause Im that hell-a-hype ill-a-type rhymin kinda mellow singin acapella Im a smooth kind of fella infeltratin this game i got the skills for the name still the Iotola aint a damn thing changed I go by so many names know so many faces but most is erased in a place with no traces (Hook x 2)

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