Atlantis Testo
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Testo Atlantis
Hi, hi, alright, hey, alright, why ya been running your mouth
All loud and wide and free as this island
When I don't mention ya, and I heard way of word
When I was in New York (New York, New York, New York)
I, I, I, I know ya might like to be up in her world
Would ya smile and wave when you sight her
And try to say hello
Tell me you mean no harm
Let's ride and let's go under
You know I spit slick game, slick game to the brothers
When I hip-pop slang, bang bang for the summer
I'm the twist slick dame they say you the son of
So they nick-nick-name-named me ya mother
If the fifth pop prey pray for ya butter
You in tip top shape, shift-shape, nigga run it
Little sis skates straight straight to the coven
Little witch pop, Jupiter queen
Ya bitch makes hits, never do it for free
I can't take that risk, never 2 out of 3
I took the blue out of the sea and put the blue in the weave
I did the bam dance, nigga, then it blew in the breeze
And word to you and to me, I get the blue and the cheese
If you a big shot nigga, I'ma sue ya, believe
I spit the truth, and believe, I'll hit ya tooth with the NIÑ
Little witch pot, nigga nigga, who could it be? (x2)
All loud and wide and free as this island
When I don't mention ya, and I heard way of word
When I was in New York (New York, New York, New York)
I, I, I, I know ya might like to be up in her world
Would ya smile and wave when you sight her
And try to say hello
Tell me you mean no harm
Let's ride and let's go under
You know I spit slick game, slick game to the brothers
When I hip-pop slang, bang bang for the summer
I'm the twist slick dame they say you the son of
So they nick-nick-name-named me ya mother
If the fifth pop prey pray for ya butter
You in tip top shape, shift-shape, nigga run it
Little sis skates straight straight to the coven
Little witch pop, Jupiter queen
Ya bitch makes hits, never do it for free
I can't take that risk, never 2 out of 3
I took the blue out of the sea and put the blue in the weave
I did the bam dance, nigga, then it blew in the breeze
And word to you and to me, I get the blue and the cheese
If you a big shot nigga, I'ma sue ya, believe
I spit the truth, and believe, I'll hit ya tooth with the NIÑ
Little witch pot, nigga nigga, who could it be? (x2)
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