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Young Chris Coast To Coast

conscience is she watching that oxygen im watching E.S.P.N but when that show end She All On My Skin, Lotion, Slower Motion, Roller Coasting, Like Back

love to watch her leave But I keep her running back and forth like a soccer team Cold as a winter day, hot as a summer's eve Young Money thieves, steal

Yeah, Young Chris, M Eez, my nigga Free Wheez The boy, Twista, holla, my life on the track, okay Up an' comin', State Prop Chain gang, that's right Get

How you think I got the name Freeway? I move out Listen, 20-20 vision couldn't see me, yeah [Chorus - w/ ad libs] [Verse 3 - Young Chris] Microphone

Blues Clues And Lloyd Banks is Dora the Explorer They're my friends Psyche I went down one of them Bodaga shits right there in Harlem Got me a bootleg Lloyd Banks and Young

Then fuck that little Mexican bitch from "Next Friday" I take Tyra Banks from Chris Webber And fuck her and Vivica Fox both together West Coast forever

I-I-I I Can Make Your Bed Rock I-I-I I Can Make Your Bed Rock (Lil Wayne) Gudda Gudda, T-Streetz Mack Maine, Jae Millz, Tyga, Drizzy Drake, Nicki Minaj, Hey Shanell, (Young Lloyd) OOO, It's YOUNG

Blues Clues And Lloyd Banks is Dora the Explorer They're my friends Psyche I went down one of them Bodaga shits right there in Harlem Got me a bootleg Lloyd Banks and Young

[The Game talking] The young Roy Jones of this rap shit Somebody bout to get knocked the fucked out tonight man You better tell your boy somethin, you