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Andre Nickatina Conversation With A Devil

Shan, flash Baby is at least a six footer, ass We can get together in the middle of the night Hop into my ride, take flight, that's right You're rollin' with a

no reason to tell a leader, go, this is a rush, the outspoken in the pissed discussion, like N.W.A im always into somethin', and im a record like a athlete

gift Man you my homie, we'll split the spliff Ride like a maniac All in the Cadillac Tiga, whateva I'm draped in leather With angel wings, that rip the wind And a safety grin of a

with the (?) Excused the fool, but hold back with the hatin' [Verse 8: Andre Nickatina] Check it crack the bottle, then crack the whip Yo here go a

[1:06 of instrumental to open] [Andre Nickatina] Believe me my in raise No change How can I have so much lust for the game I'm so ashamed No skate It

1:] I never met a girl like you before As I closed the Cadillac door, I said, "Hi" She said, "Hello, your a handsome fellow" I said, "Your a pretty brown

It was a Saturday night and I had a show I'm in my dressing room with Bocco and some cats from the (?) And they was blazing up the weed to the lord Sher