Текст песни Clinton Sparks f Fabolous, XL - Still Can`t Deny It
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"Get familiar!"Clinton Sparks, Clinton Clinton Sparks[Verse One: Fabolous]Niggaz can`t breathe when I come through, think I got a young shirt onNah, I pull up the sleeves when I come throughHoodrats all fixin they weave when I come throughI`m lookin Super-man, like Chris Reeves in a Hum 2These niggaz change like the leaves when the summer`s throughAnd these bitches know they gotta leave when I come toSlide out the suicides of the RGot the waiters in the club doin suicides to the barGhetto pop bottles, they should fire Tyraand give me a show called "The Ghetto`s Top Models"I`m in a teflon fitted, that`ll stop hollowsDark tinted sedan, that the cops followSomethin like, when they movin the mayorAnd my phone book alone, will prove I`m a playerI get around like gossip do, you lucky you liveBut it`s still possible to get you in the hospitalStupid questions, I`ma answer `em nowIf I was barely goin gold I won`t be dancin around (no way)Fly backs out, you lil` bird-ass niggaAnd snack on the cookies and milk in first class niggaI pull the cruise club on the back blockIn a Magnum that`s the same color as the crack rock (damn)Now watch you start fiendin worse, I`m changin my nameSo now you can call me remember where you seen it first[Chorus: XL]Nigga why they keep lookin at meLike he gonna start poppin that shit (gonna start poppin that shit)You should know, when I let things goThat yo` ass is gonna get hit (ass is gonna get hit)Recognize who you fuckin withAnd get familiar nigga where we from (nigga where we from)Street family, nigga don`t you try itCause y`all niggaz still can`t deny it (still can`t deny it)[Verse Two: Fabolous]And usually dames choose the sameAnd scream out the music nameIt goes fast... whenever I`m in attendanceYou see icy rings, watches and pendants (wow!)I`m surround by girls who take senseMe and Clue look alike, in them twin BentsIt`s just that intense, we doin mo` bettaThese niggaz ain`t go-getters, they ho sweatersMight fool y`all but me, I know betterI flow better than any of these slow spreadersAnd keep stock in the bank, for the low bettersNigga I blow cheddar like Richard Pryorin "Brewster`s Millions," but bitch I`m flyerI switch attire then I switch the tiresAnd stay from `round you niggaz that snitch on wireYou know the "Real Talk" of New York[Chorus][Verse Three: XL]We rollin, gettin doughAnd pull up in the flyest of ridesAnd let these niggaz knowthat fuckin with me ain`t nothin niceCause all I do is roll my trees and get highAnd stay with a bad-ass chick by my sideMy name is this game is hard to deny (deny..)[Chorus]