Stylin’

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Y'all can call me Styles Davis, the way I'm stylin' on 'em, ya dig? Aw, man, I'm startin' to laugh Ev'rybody sweatin' me like I'm runnin' the block Let myself back in like a pick of the lock You betta buy my stock 'Cuz this is only the start ... Now look like a hawk ... This ain't a walk in the park I'll brush you right off Like you rode in the ... I only sing dope songs, I don't even talk, so Drivin' down the block, feelin' like a boss, I'm on one John Lennon shades, ticket-day parade: here I come When I touch down, red carpet come out, right to the limousine Hey, man, we jus' messin' aroun' Where'd you get your player-hater's degree, huh?
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