Rasaq

Rasaq - Pick Up Ya Pace (Beware Of The Boys) lyrics

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[Rasaq]

Ye, uh, uh

It's Rasaq, put ya chips up

I ain't gonna stop, till ya whole body chipped up

Dripped up, princess cuts from the wrist up

Sip buck, me n my click up in the buildin', as quick as a hiccup

Pick up ya pace, or get left behind

The only rapper you know, that could use ya left and right mind

Bought me a whip, and chamillion co signed

And bought the same as mine, in mint n chrome shine

The watch is aquatic blue, I promise you

Niggaz got me laughin', like comic view

Throw game like a sonic boom, and I'm wild

Not 50 cent, but I know you like my style

Know you like my smile, teeth look sharper than a crocadiles

Roc's n pows, shine for blocks n miles

Knock ya pal, in the butt for clarity from the roc's is wild

Even from the top go wild, birds fall at em

Flock when they see the, watch and smile

Not hostile, but the chain got so much agression

Niggaz be plexin, and never learned they lesson

Uh, Rasaq on the block ye ye

Uh, uh, it's-

Uh, Rasaq on the block ye ye

Uh, uh, it's-

Uh, Rasaq on the block ye ye

Uh, uh, it's Rasaq put ya chips up

I ain't gonna stop, till ya whole body chipped up

Dripped up, princess cuts from the wrist up

Sip buck, me n my click up in the buildin', as quick as a hiccup

Pick up ya pace, or get left behind

The only rapper you know, that could use ya left and right mind

Bought me a whip, and chamillion co signed

And bought the same as mine, in mint n chrome shine

The watch is aquatic blue, I promise you

Niggaz got me laughin', like comic view

Throw game like a sonic boom, and I'm wild

Not 50 cent, but I know you like my style

Know you like my smile, teeth look sharper than a crocadiles

Roc's n pows, shine for blocks n miles

Knock ya pal, in the butt for clarity from the roc's is wild

Even from the top go wild, birds fall at em

Flock when they see the, watch and smile

Not hostile, but the chain got so much agression

Niggaz be plexin, and never learned they lesson

Sorry nigga, tryna make this chedda

Call me paper clip, cuz I hold this paper together

Like papers n letters, catch me in the hepper stapled together

Like, bin dancin' wit our neigbours together

Nigga, gyea



[50/50 twin: talking till end of song]
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Language: English

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