Salon Mix(Slideshowvideo)

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Lyricks to the song (Salon Mix) a written and freestyled improve. By Point One from the album single written by Justin D. Myers Jango and Datpiff.com “Gucci, Gucci, Gucci,---- ---verse 1--- Still blowing trees, like hurricane Katrina Quick to lay a chick down Same as ike did tinna------- Now dat girls a misdemeanor Cant see nothing less than felonies I give um three strikes Lyke myne, Over them little things Ever since the seventies Been laying it down I was born in 85 And wasn’t even around, I was raised by the greatest And bred by the best I be servin Water, blood, better make me Slicker then sweat Whyle I be, Curessin on her chest, Turn the camra on And light a sweet For everybody finishing We need to smoke some goody weed Amongst them other things Complamenting on her pretty feet The way,------- She moves her hips The---, arch--, the back --- it’s priceless!!!--- cant stay on the subject there just aint enough tyme -------and lifes --------priceless!!! --- Verse 2---- California arctic breeze Palm tree’s, Collard greens, Sunshine, cronic, readin , fine girls sandy feet wearing next to nothing at the club getting there groove on---- at the lake in candy paint speakers bang a slow song rollin hills, desert plains, ocean views, everything, ski slopes, earth quakes, sport’s seens, gang seen’s, its good or bad we have it all that’s why I love it yall that’s why im a keep doin my thang for California” (<freestyle improve slur>) “Never gin’ to same the bleed Or bred I was-“[Slur] “Oops-------- I Slurred------- You hear that-------- (Laugh) Let me fix that--------“ ----verse 3--- “Never gin’ to leave the state That I was born and raised in West coast Ride tell the day im in a casket Grown here and to die here Buy and supply hear Shed a tear soon as I leave , California!!!!----“ “Wit a mix a city country bamma Aint a state in this country That can do it better Others try but don’t secede Come to these,-- close to p Chi-town to name a few,-- Where we got a state of the same shit California is where I was grew I don’t ever stray from the pac Im a militant soldier Im down for my team Red beam, the pistol holder Fire money folder Years stay, so I get colder I blame it on these crackers Surrounding me as im older There girl I thought I told her But she cant leave me alone bra Its not my fault the broad Went Creole Now she sown up Now,now You want to show up Don’t act, Im too passive Put the red dot on ya forehead And leave----[slur]--- sugga fish-------Show do-------- Yeah------- I did it again!!! Oops-----,---Let me -------fix that up!!!” “you aint no hustler, Man, Think before you say that word A hustler playes to never lose the game Or hit the fuckin curb Should have stayed off your gamble You’d played against the odds This hustle works Never fall down or get scared Make something out a nothing------- At any cost ---- It takes To get some props Now ya better leave n learn Stupid dumb Still stay smoking on some bud Damn motha fuck I smoke a blunt just to wake me up You a dumb sucka Motha fucka Suck some playa nuts Im a playa doin this For decades on the street Lyke the teacher in the chapel Knowen just when to speak” “Say,------- do it how the preacher,-------say Man, Big tank, Point bang, Bleed in the same game” ----Oops--- I slurred I guess im a have to end this Lyke this--------“ --- chorus---- “We gonna get money ho Give a fuck who you wit If you think , you the shit You can sho’ suck a dick Onlay’,-------Onlay’, ------- We gon’ get money ho Onlay’,-------Onlay’, ------- We gon’ get money ho been doing this for years we playas we pimps we gon’ n get this money give a fuck who you wit if you think you the shit you can show’ly suck a dick Onlay’-------Onlay’--------“ ---verse 4---- “I don’t mean to be a freak But the candle wax is drippin From your calves your thighs N eyes, you got me on a mission For sex!!!------- Nothing wrong with sex Lay ya on ya side Got a hard dick Deep in side ya as I lick up, Down your spine,-------- -------Im Raw!!! Baby girl---, Im a bite ya on ya neck, Curessing you on ya slep Slippy nipples getting wet, I can smell your pungent odor---- Getting good ,-------Come on!!!!-------“ “Im a G---- Ive did three years----- ---In this motha fucka Got out on good behavior Suck on the polish from ya toe nails And drink the bath water out ya bath But hold on a motha fucka Better get the<*<h (break for respect-aww---) A quarter ounce a hash And get that paper motha fucka’s S’why I laugh!!! Suck on my ass I don’t give a fuck What ya think Fuck it” [studio background noise] -------(end)-------