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Tytuł: Stay

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   Stay
  One More Day
  Good job is taken to town
  Stay, don´t runaway, please lord just one more day
  Don´t be walkin´ away
  
  Uh, that´s right (x4)
  
  Fly Thai :
  It be I the Fly Thai , with the slanted eyes ,uh
  When I’m high to decide to lieDon’t cry cause your guy gotta fly ,bye byeShould’ve known he’d be leavin you soonTakin trips to the roomWhile your home in the afternoon
  Late night keepin while you sleepin
  Chiefin like an IndianBlowin smoke like an eng.
  And It’s all about the benjamins
  Sippin Jink Mu-sense
  When it’s time to take it inAnd post it up in a playa’s hand
  Gotta say ,It’s still the way ,No other way
  From day to day , it’s still about the fuckin pay
  Paper chase , we can chase the game
  Don’t come into my face if you can’t get glame
  Now you feelin ashame , keep poppin change
  
  Chorus:
  Stay, don´t runaway, please lord just one more day
  Don´t be walkin´ away
  Stay, don´t runaway, please lord just one more day
  Don´t be walkin´ away
  
  Lil’Bit :
  Lil’Bit that southern chick ,still runnin shit
  Shake your hoes don’t play me slick
  When I flip the script ,you’ll get your ass wipped
  Got shit from the Nigga on my tips
  Spread lies off his lips , and surprised that you miss
  When you saw me with the Ice on the wrist
  Saw he actually kisses me with the bullshit try to push it
  Jealousy , Jealousy ,Got your ass dismissed
  
  JD :
  Uh ,uh ,uh
  I be the J D , this be my remix
  Got beats by the pound , call me for your fix
  So long , you held me back
  Told me my tracks was wack
  Now I got mad props too, we won’t stop
  
  Chorus x 1
  
  Jazz :
  Now we bubblin , bubblin , bubblin like Volcano
  This shit hits your chest hot like you was drinkin dranosano sano , Love me and say no mo
  snap you to the floor show you what we got in store
  this be the one imga six foot drip
  the one who represents the Arm ,a Leg , a Leg , Arm to the Head
  I like your punk ass dead
  O matter fact I’ll let you live instead
  So you can bear witnessTo the lyrical fitnessSo pay close attention to the chant as I spit this
  Coming from the Fam known as the 2–4So all you party people come jam on the dance floor
  
  Chorus x 2