Song: Not Guilty
Year: 2009
I told 'em, put it down on da floor like this
no locks on my head but it's pure niceness
Mr. Metro never let your
girl around me coz I'll make her sweat ya
hit da floor like girls gone wild
shorty heard da song now she trying to be mine
you trying to act cool but we all know you lying
like pssh, I got this, and we like aaight fine
put it down if you can like me
turn around lemme hear you rap like me
they say I floss like of course, you would do da same thing if you were da boss
but you not, da money gonna come coz I'm hot
I flow Brad Pitt and Angelina
if my verse was a chic you like have you seen her
if my hook was a car it's a Benz or a Beemer
better yet maybe Lamborghini, so if you trying to hate songa kando hivi
masaunya na kango
hivi, na I ain't do dat though na-rap ka chizi
so insane you got to feel me
if it be about rap then yes I'm guilty A.2 do this till he filthy
me myself and I I'm da top 3
so homeboy get your hands up
if you know dat you be hot, shorty stand up
you aint' even gotta be in da club
you could be standin' outside long as you showing love
wasee wa mtaa, ma-route
2-3, 5-8 na wasee wa bar, na
wasee wa club wasee wa pub wasee wa base za home men it all be love
wasee wa kukula happy bash kwa keja
au ku-rent place juu cash ni major
pia wasee wa double K yaani kunywa na kutembea, it's all OK
madame wanapenda hepi kiasi
wale wa kila siku kuwasha ni wazi
kufika tao na taxi au basi
wale na ndai zao ama ndai ya wazazi
madame wa mtaa Eastie Buru
man siezi wasahau
love you too
wa Westie na Kile pia
ka uko far or near one thing ni clear
to da crew dat got ma back
to da hood dat gave me psyche for rap
you need to know I love you back
I need to flow, it's not an act
see I, need this dough ma life is crap
no car no crib man wassup with dat
man I'm about to get dat paper
stack money to da ceiling of a sky ass scraper
they like please I be like hatewr
I don't know why you frontin' you gonna call me later
and I ain't gonna lie homeboy nah rilly rilly hit da booth one track make a milli milli
I know it's silly really but every body feel me
like dat can't be you this sum milli vanilli
call tha doctor up tell him I'm illy illy
sick to death Imma flow till the day they kill me
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