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[Verse 1: SkyBlew] Where my Princess Peach at? See we don't die 'cause we press that reset Button, y'all ain't sayin' nothing I done already heard Every word, so talking to me is absurd Fresh like Serch, breath minty for the many Wanted more than a penny so I'm leaving here with many Never won awards but I still got honors Super like Metroid, come and meet [?] Crashing like dummies when I'm instrumental wrecking I be kickin' them [?] just like Tekken Y'all flatter me, I can feel my stomach flatten When I hit stick, I can see 'em getting Madden Or madder, it really doesn't matter Matter, why you getting pi-pissed off, weak bladder? Know you pretty angry, all I'm gonna say is sorry, yo Dude, pipe pipe pipe down Super Mario [Chorus] Uh, getting coins everyday Gotta do it big, I don't know another way Dude, get back, you just getting in the way Playing these games just like a arcade And it goes up, down, left, right Up, down, left, right Up, down, left, right Up, down, left, right [Verse 2: Azon Blaze] Getting green like Luigi My flow more crystal than them bottles of the Fiji I'm everywhere you wanna be, dawg, without the visa Girls staring at me, I call 'em my Mona Lisas Paint a picture with the words, you heard you can't see me I can't just go HAM, I need the bread no mayo but I jam Harder than steel swords and broken backboards Unlocking these new worlds so where's my reward? Standing taller than [?] on stilts Four-wheeling, my girl thinking we gon' trip More liquor and less bicker, we gon' sip More rhythm and less chitter, we gon' trip And have a good time, dyno-mite! DNT with the villain since blacken my eyesight Peace to my people who get they mind right Stop the clock on the game 'cause I think the time's right uh [Chorus] Getting coins everyday Gotta do it big, I don't know another way Dude, get back, you just getting in the way Playing these games just like a arcade And it goes up, down, left, right Up, down, left, right Up, down, left, right Up, down, left, right [Verse 3, ACee] The flow's hot, let me radiate Lyrics pound 808s Coming off the plane, jet lag make me fadeaway Tryna make a name, killing everything on stage Hustle 'til I made it, celebrating when the cream is cake But why the hell money make the world spin? Got a circle full of winners, we don't ever see the world's end Damn, y'all softer than your girl's skin You can smell what I'm 'bout by the pure scent I'm going straight to the top while you other rappers swervin' Lost OnStar still searching Still flow water, ironic 'cause the lungs dry Leave critics speechless so their tongues can't untie Rise up, baking with the sunrise Fathering the seeds to these starts, I son lines They say they real but they looking like Pinocchio Jaw break flow punch lines like Wario [Chorus] Getting coins everyday Gotta do it big, I don't know another way Dude, get back, you just getting in the way Playing these games just like a arcade And it goes up, down, left, right Up, down, left, right Up, down, left, right Up, down, left, right
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- The Colombians