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08 - F***in' Wit' You
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Produced By: Wyshmaster
Cynik, Part of C.Y. Crew. F*ck that band that has the Name Corrupted Youth.
The name is Cynik; what more can I say? Whatever, check out the music, and have fun...
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Peak #4,031
Peak in subgenre #2,327
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Cynik
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March 07, 2006
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MP3 3.4 MB 128 kbps 1:29
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(Talking...) Verse #1: If I... grabbed a beat with a little bit hype/ Woulda ya... say i play the shit that you like?/ Would ya... tell your girls, that i am hotness?/ If i ran around, sayin' I 'pop-crys'/ Would ya... ((hold up)) or give up the sex?/ If I... ((showed up)) pushin' a lex? Would you, take my hand, and tred-to-the-bed?/ Or would you tell me to wait, and settle-for-head?/ Ha! Yea right... ((I bet you would))/ Fuck a new rapper... ((as best you could))/ Just to get your hair fixed, and your nails-done/ 'cause when you went to High School, you done failed-hun/ So now i see why you in need of escape/ And now i see why you in need of a date/ But oh no, i guess i'm stuck-with-my-pen/ But fuck that! i'm-a fuck-with-your-friend... ** Chorus 2x **: Lets go, I got somethin' to see/ Is you, down to ride, is you fuckin' with me?/ 'Cause truth is... you just somethin' to do/ REALLY THOUGH... i'm just fuckin' wit' you/ Verse #2: Now when we get to the club, i'll be buyin'-the-bar/ But before we get there, you'll be drivin'-the-car/ And so what, if you were rude-to-me/ You're still well worth, all the little jewelery/ The thicker the chain, the thicker-the-charm/ So big when you pick it up it cripples-ya-arm/ I'm talkin', Kobe shit after cheatin'-man/ I'm tryna do anything just to keep-ya-ma'am/ i'm-a... call you princess, call you baby/ I'm-a... call you ten times, even daily/ I'm-a... ((tell you that i love-you-so))/ It... (feels good when i hug-you-ohhh))/ But come on, no clownin'-see/ I know how stupid that i'm soundin'-G/ And truth is... I got nothin'-to-prove/ Ease up lil' bitch... I'm just fuckin'-wit'-you... ** Chorus ** Verse #3: Now my reason for rap, is easy-to-grasp/ I want the ice and girls, squeezable-ass/ I want the, ((dolla'-stacks, smaller-plaques))/ I want the, ((fine girls just to holla-back))/ I'd rather, ((own a car, then own the charts))/ I'd rather, ((own your money then own your hearts))/ I'd rather, sell you a single for $12.99/ Then sell you an album, that sounds-mighty-fine/ Fuck-the-fans, I tucked-a-grand/ So I owe you ((wha'))? nothin'-man/ I'm out this, no more heatin'-the-booth/ 'Specially when this song aint even-the-truth... ** Chorus ** ...talkin'... ** Chorus **
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