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INSPECTAH DECK lyrics : "5 Star G"

F/ Baker Don, Fes Taylor

[Chorus: Fes Taylor (Baker Don) {Inspectah Deck}]

What you sippin', ma? (What you smokin', huh?)
{Henny, Louis and Don} Meet me at the bar
{Fruit colors a charm} (Got it by the jar, chea)

{We five stars over here}

[Inspectah Deck]

Camel on their Yankee sign, on the daily grind
New York state of mind, rugged, but my lady fine
Fly face, waist 8 or 8, rocking all the late designs

Stepping like, ya'll don't waste my time
On that Mary J., looking for some 'real love', say you both
Got somebody, knowing you gon' still $#&@, plus dudes

Smother you, don't he make you feel tough
Why he suprised when he realize she feel cuz, really though
Daddy king size, with a mean stride

You ain't seen live, you $#&@ing with these guys
She fly on the G-side, sex is a weapon
There's a .357 in her Levi's

What you sippin', ma? How you doing, huh?
The way you shine, girl, you looking like a shooting star
She by the bathroom, scope on the soldier hard

I pull strings, no guitar

[Chorus: Fes Taylor (Baker Don) {Inspectah Deck}]

What you sippin', ma? (What you smokin', huh?)
{Henny, Louis and Don} Meet me at the bar
{Fruit colors a charm} (Got it by the jar, chea)

{we five stars over here}
What you sippin', ma? (What you smokin', huh?)
New Ro (Roset) {Bottles popping off}

{Popping off all night with some model broads}
(Chea) {We five stars over here}


[Inspectah Deck]
Nothing but cases out, shutting tables down
Pay-per-view style, million dollar faces out

Hating ain't allowed, so played out, $#&@
What they say about, I & I, what they saying now
I'm a General, you ain't earned a stripe yet

I'm the type to cop and go, ya'll the type to price check
Different colored cards in my wallet I ain't swiped yet
Man, I got a rack of broads, I don't even like yet

Yeah, I'm a rude boy, I ain't you, boy
I got the money and the girl and the cool toys
I"m confident and two boys, ladies call it ooh baby

Ecstasy, not the pill, true joy
Shorty got a thing for me, she be like
INS, you can be that king for me

Feel what I feel, hit the bar, have a drink with me
You say that %#@!, girl, but she say she only think of me, link with me


[Chorus]

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