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La Zebra - Sunshine On My Mind - Oh Lord Remix lyrics

Artist: La Zebra

album: Sunshine On My Mind


Oh, La Zebra on a beat
Plus money with a H
Oh oh oh oh
Y'all know what it is
And if you don't, now you know
Oh, and I ain't doing shit but rapping and smoking way
Grinding for what I need
Fucking with bad bitches I'm flew them from over seas
But I an't paying for their ticket, they're paying to just come and kick it with me
And only me, I'm an exclusive type of nigga
I like trees no on is smoking, close, no once rockin'
Get them off frey, I am never going shoping
They send it on a shrank, flex and difected
I be everywhere, but you never anywhere Im at
I'm all over the map, putting stamps on theirs passport
I used to be getting on a boat but now I'm at passports
Still could gettin off the boat if you ask boy
Key's up in doors killin me it's on the dashboard
Making hard to tell how fast we're going
Spend wisley, I know where this cash is going
I am vaged in myself and I got shooters on dagning on the less
I'm protecting myself
Same shit, diffrent day, no kush, diffrent J
Taking shrimps to the bank, cashing J gettin' paid
Riding 'round in the dry taking shots JFK
They aiming at my top cause they know Im more thoug
Same shit, diffrent day no perk diffrent girl
Wake up in the same bed next to a diffrent star
Going thruogh changes but you stay who you are
Going hard cause you ain't promes la vare
Semi-automatic no clouster, that's how I rime like
Whenever the time is right
Put me on a mount I shut it down on the clouster
I'm throwing all strikes we could do this all night
And whem I'm out of town I hold it down for the clouster
It's a must stop raping to wope my set
That should mean respect, that's a giving my nigga
Cause you only take out what you giving my nigga so
I'm just trying bounce back while I count rags
Staying on point long joint burnin'
Fame first, I'm a student in the game
And I'm never been afraid to admit I'm stil learning
But I'm graduating magnum ko laté, we to loud
Burn your chest hot zaté, going side off bulls
And I let up two shaté zone, 32 boss like I caughtzo buddies
PS. for you whack DJs out there, stop playing that bullshit
Hall of fame is officially taken over
Get the party rockin, and you know we got the girls panties dropin'
This your boy C Plus, reporting live from, you mommas bedroom, we out

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