I-94

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Lavel & Marz & Asteriah - Rap

I-94

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[Intro: Lavel] What up Marz? (Diamond Cutz, Diamond Cutz) It's Diamond Cutz, Volume 2 nigga (East Side) (Diamond Cutz, Detroit) East side Detroit (Chi town, Get in the car) (Get in the car, I take control) Ay, check this song out (One time) [Verse 1: Lavel] Feel quaked to the dome, bitch go get 'em goin' 2 chicks in a thong, miles on the phone Nigga bet, I'm headed, 94 west Chi-town down put (Mr. Smoke in your chest) Never seen it comin' (got it) pop it keep it gunnin You don't want where I bought it, don't even try to front it Thats just it, flows kind of sick Gettin' sort of rich, but don't change shit For real like that, it's diamond every track We only ride flats with the diamond in the back Do what it do, like Bird Flu Who what it knew, never had a clue (nigga) Put me in the booth, what he 'bout to do (Tell the muthafuckin' truth) Never snitch, tell the truth (that's right) Mr. Hot Sizzle (White lines in the middle) For shizzle, my nizzle, the ass, the nipples [Chorus: Asteriah & Marz] Do you wanna (Go) Do you wanna (Smoke) Go down (real low) Interstate 94 Do you wanna (Roll) Do you wanna (Smoke) Go down (real low) Interstate 94 Do you wanna (Go) Do you wanna (Smoke) Go down (real low) Interstate 94 Do you wanna (Roll) Do you wanna (Smoke) Go down (real low) Interstate 94 (Yeah, listen) [Verse 2: Marz] Picture me in that 7-deuce gold Cadillac White walls, hubcaps, 15s in the back Lovely, leanin' back, .45 on my lap Wit' this pound', Chi-town, Detroit, where you at man I'm on a mission for some ends so I gotta keep a couple steel friends That spit that hot fire Headed east now, phone, no it don't stop To my right, that's the home of them White Sox Diamond Cutz and the Ballers, it's all good In the grind state of mind, 'cause we all hood Whatchu know about Heart & Soul, Lavel and Marz puttin' town from they heart & soul I'm peepin' in the rear view, lookin' for 5-0 Gettin' head from my shorty, talkin' on my phone I'm on top of the world I ain't got no time for fakes Hate and get that Maybelline slapped off your face Bitches [Chorus: Asteriah] Do you wanna (Go) Do you wanna (Smoke) Go down (real low) Interstate 94 Do you wanna (Roll) Do you wanna (Smoke) Go down (real low) Interstate 94 Do you wanna (Go) Do you wanna (Smoke) Go down (real low) Interstate 94 Do you wanna (Roll) Do you wanna (Smoke) Go down (real low) Interstate 94 Roll Smoke Real Low 94 Roll Smoke Real Low 94 Roll Smoke Real Low 94 Roll Smoke Real Low 94

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Credits

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  • Lavel
  • Marz