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    Erick Sermon / Lyrics

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    "React" Lyrics

    Erick Sermon feat. Redman

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    Just blaze, yeah
    Check me out now
    Yo, yo, yo, yo, check me out now
    Yo, yo, yo,
    Let me hear ya say
    Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh
    Put your hands in the air everybody, c'mon
    Where them dogs at

    Hey yo, I'm immaculate, come through masculine
    Wide-body frame, E-dub's the name, whoa
    In the field of rap, I'm supurb, I'm fly
    I should be in the sky with birds
    I ride 20 inch rims when I lean, yo
    (Hey yo, them Timbs nigga)
    I know, I keep 'em clean though
    Come through stormin' the block like El Nino
    Scoop up an average chick before she close
    She goes, those my people
    Yeah, them broads from Puerto Rico, them key folks
    Yeah, watch how the "E" locs 64
    Black rags, black interior, shift on the floor
    Burn out, I do it for the kids
    They're hoppin' it turn style, the "E" goin' wild
    Yo, like them white chicks on a DVD
    Yeah, I'm worldwide, MTV and BET, nigga

    Whateva' she said, then I'm that
    If this here rocks to y'all, then react
    Whateva' she said, then I'm that
    If this here rocks to y'all, then react

    Yo, do I gotta go ape or go nutty
    I leave your eye like a 9-9 biz-buggy, puffy
    Brit niggas get real ugly
    Trust me, keep your four if you feel lucky
    Mug me, I ain't got nothin' but four figures
    And weed and hash chopped in the coffee blender
    My shots like squeegy men on your window
    Usual suspect, I'm the crippled member
    Get away when I sat down in the office
    Heat in my 'lac keep me walkin' awkward
    While y'all talk it, the doc reinforce it
    The mic, it's hard to keep my paws off it
    Yo' bitch is my bitch when it's over
    No Cristall, I'll pour duck with King Cobra

    Out in the Nova, don't bother
    My knee not brown, cost is a shot down the quarter


    Hey yo Red, he's over (Word?) with his shit right now
    Watch this, told ya
    Chi-chi-chi-chi-chi-chi-chi-chi-chi-chillin', I'm milk
    I'm that kid Gizmo, which y'all billin'
    Yo, when the roof is on fire, believe it, it's me
    Sparks when I rock the mic like Segal & Free
    When the pen hit the pad, the evil in me come out
    Total recall for people to breathe

    I got dogs in the backyard shittin' their lawns
    We got chickens ain't leaving 'till six in the morning
    Round and round we go, circle the arena
    Leave the party, go straight to the Marriott
    Dozy-doe, we're cowboys with a saddle-lac
    Rodeo with 20 fours on the Cadillac
    What your name is, yo, R.E.D.
    Crack cost money, but the "E" is free, yeah

    [chorus] until fade
    This song was last modified on November 24th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group.
    Written by Erick S. Sermon, Justin Smith, Reggie Noble.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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