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New Orleans SAINT Lyrics
If ya talkin' bout checks I get several those
If ya talkin' bout checks write 7 0's
Marty Mard is a pimp I got 7 hoes
Yea I get so much pussy I started sellin hoes
I am the young God I spit heaven flows
I am the answer but only heaven knows
So I don't blame those disciples that oppose
A nigga fresher than Michael I outta pose
I make a PYT lose all ha clothes
She ah Pretty Young Thing but she be actin' old
An I be lookin like a SAINT in all black with gold chains
And teeth I look like I be jackin gold
I get treated like a Saint by these catholic hoes
I turn a nigga to ah Saint with these calicoes
Ya bitch tip toe'n out like them ballet hoes
She say that dick "hella bomb" I love my LA hoes
And my car so cold that the valet froze
And I don't cuff hoes cause they have they goals
I make a nigga bitch strip then she grab my pole
Dont a nigga spit sick I got so much soul
I put the Tommy in the Martin then I'm ready to roll
I got the Tommy in the Martin got dam I'm Cole
Thats a Ashton an ah Martin episode
Plus a tommy gun dam I'm a Martian with the flow
Im from the 5 to the 0 to the 4
Niggas this real usually die for they blow
Ha body so wavy ima dive in it slow
An ha pussy so killa ima die in it slow
I'm so ahead you could die in my flow
Im so ahead i ain't on beat no mo I hear the beat then I go
The beats is gold it eat ya soul
All these hatin ass niggas on that keyshia cole
Im in ah all white benz watch me bleach the road
Threw his body off the buildin had to LEAP who TOAD
Ima a NEW ORLEANS nigga dam he too cold
Watch me beat this beat this beat to the beat erode
Sweet nigga ya sweeties old
Im in the presidential suite smokin purple with some sealy hoes
Peep the 90's flow I got 90 mo
Dawg you couldn't fuck with me back in 94
YEA
If ya talkin' bout checks write 7 0's
Marty Mard is a pimp I got 7 hoes
Yea I get so much pussy I started sellin hoes
I am the young God I spit heaven flows
I am the answer but only heaven knows
So I don't blame those disciples that oppose
A nigga fresher than Michael I outta pose
I make a PYT lose all ha clothes
She ah Pretty Young Thing but she be actin' old
An I be lookin like a SAINT in all black with gold chains
And teeth I look like I be jackin gold
I get treated like a Saint by these catholic hoes
I turn a nigga to ah Saint with these calicoes
Ya bitch tip toe'n out like them ballet hoes
She say that dick "hella bomb" I love my LA hoes
And my car so cold that the valet froze
And I don't cuff hoes cause they have they goals
I make a nigga bitch strip then she grab my pole
Dont a nigga spit sick I got so much soul
I put the Tommy in the Martin then I'm ready to roll
I got the Tommy in the Martin got dam I'm Cole
Thats a Ashton an ah Martin episode
Plus a tommy gun dam I'm a Martian with the flow
Im from the 5 to the 0 to the 4
Niggas this real usually die for they blow
Ha body so wavy ima dive in it slow
An ha pussy so killa ima die in it slow
I'm so ahead you could die in my flow
Im so ahead i ain't on beat no mo I hear the beat then I go
The beats is gold it eat ya soul
All these hatin ass niggas on that keyshia cole
Im in ah all white benz watch me bleach the road
Threw his body off the buildin had to LEAP who TOAD
Ima a NEW ORLEANS nigga dam he too cold
Watch me beat this beat this beat to the beat erode
Sweet nigga ya sweeties old
Im in the presidential suite smokin purple with some sealy hoes
Peep the 90's flow I got 90 mo
Dawg you couldn't fuck with me back in 94
YEA
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