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    CappaDonna / Lyrics

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    "Love Is the Message" Lyrics

    CappaDonna feat. Raekwon

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    Remind me Tuesday I gotta go handle my business
    Know what I'm saying?
    Straight up
    (Love is love)
    Yo, don't play with them shits up in here
    Them shits is dangerous

    Hey yo
    Hey yo
    Hits Sally
    Timbaland grand finale
    Damn imagine bringing back Alam skin bally's
    Glass of this
    Leather dick down status
    That's crabbage
    Can't see the real so you average
    Drip cammo
    Who carry Van Damme ammo
    Nike Airs Uptown put the Benz van yo
    Chilling with niggas who real
    Who respect real
    Big us get your wig touched crib rushed
    Record and command
    Slam jams for my mans
    Puff trees
    Tuck these rugers in your lands
    Cemented
    Bent out of shape mend it
    Represent Spin been through it god
    Hold the Mac splendid
    Time Balotti rap version of the black Gotti
    Rob me God'll act ungodly
    What never been done before
    It's real son you gum it out
    Run it in the gun store

    Everyday all day
    Fat like Bob Rockaway
    Dipped in the latest spot me right away
    Wu Tang executive new Donna Jay
    Darts in your area that's how I play
    Nobody else shouldn't really have a say
    When it come down to this Shaolin, USA
    Represent fully give me your air space
    Razor Sharp label keep coming out the face
    Make room as I step up to the plate
    RZA create sounds of earthquakes
    Make no mistake kid why'll just faking
    Cross-over cats that love to eat bacon
    WTC rush like Regan
    Crush your little song while you on your knees begging

    Who? That nigga right there?
    Son he trust me watch this shit right here

    We see why'all niggas in the back all treed out
    Throw the heat out
    Ready to stop all beef out
    Play me
    Maybe you will catch more gravy kid
    We ill in the back feeling on your ladies

    We see why'all niggas in the back all treed out
    Throw the heat out
    Ready to stop all beef out
    Play me
    Maybe you will catch more gravy kid
    We ill in the back feeling on your ladies

    Dripped out dip promoter
    Dead arm that nigga trying to get up over
    Thinking he clever but he rolled up
    Fronting on the God yo
    Acting like that cheese ain't right
    Aight that night dunn rolled on the mic
    Jumping out the Lex door suede Lugz on
    Looking like he worth ten thousand on the arms
    Cuban connect I had it smashed
    This is Godville kid we real
    Staring at his steel dunn ask
    Jewels that he rocking
    Bone bracelet
    Had laced kid screaming on his neck lex rocking
    Nigga had a fat lab
    Hundred bag
    Tools you had
    Ohh little wifey had it all with a fat ass
    What you want to eat boo?
    The rents due
    Niggas want to get you
    You need to put a laser on your shit boo
    Sat there bluffing
    Saying nothing
    Looking at bird pop shit
    Acting like she bugging

    Eighteen karat gold and fresh boots
    Me and my team regulate to the roots
    Big pockets
    Blow mics out the sockets
    Condeminium
    Karl Kani denim
    Where the honey's at?
    We be getting up in them
    A whole lot of dollars and real scholars
    The Wu got knowledge
    Represent five percent
    One hundred percent pay attention
    To the stretch Lincoln
    Drinking Evian Don-Don
    Stay calm under pressure
    Break the sound barrier
    Big Wu Tang trucks roll in your area
    Wallabees for life
    We too hype
    One ring with the ice
    Don't stress it
    What? Love is the message
    18 points on my brand new record
    Dart clapper
    Ran like a snapper
    Watch out for Cappa
    Make way
    Why'll cats ain't ready for me and the DJ

    We see why'all niggas in the back all treed out
    Throw the heat out
    Ready to stop all beef out
    Play me
    Maybe you will catch more gravy kid
    We ill in the back feeling on your ladies

    We see why'all niggas in the back all treed out
    Throw the heat out
    Ready to stop all beef out
    Play me
    Maybe you will catch more gravy kid
    We ill in the back feeling on your ladies

    Do-do number one
    Dance hall storm
    Yo yo yo yo
    This song was submitted on October 18th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group.
    Written by Corey Woods, Darryl Robert Hill, Scott Alexander Kinchen.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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