Sam Adams

Sam Adams - Go In Remix lyrics

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"Go In Remix" Lyrics- Sam Adams

Oh

Its Wizzy

Uh

Listen

Imma Wild Card Joka

Cant go ova

Ladies Gaga-in but they aint playin poker

Brain in the shower told the head no shoulders

Shes mine for the night don't own her

but Own her

Loved by the hood and dudes with comb ovas

No relationships are good I stayin sober

See then adjust and I must take advice

Cause greats eyes blink alike

I mean great minds think alike

No matter how many sneak tees or hoodies that you buy

could ever get you a life

Switch Hitter go on the left then go right

If you not tired rippin' up tracks go all night

My BB works in Europe baby hear me on my messenger

Promise we can be friends after i have sex with ya

And its nothin' but professional

Best head, Best sex down to a decimal

All you lower body know I'm smarter than the rest of dudes

They dont know my name i spit back who the F are you

Beantown Celtic motha fucker I am destined to,

Blow,

Up, All night writing

Energize fully like i just ate lightning

Brightning,

Climbin to the top with my timbs on

busy fantasizing about the number one spot hiking

Yeah, Go Shawty, cause its your birthday

Im seein more green like its motha fuckin earthday

Face is an earthquake maybe off the Richter

But who am I to judge I got goggles from the liquor

Five turns to nines and Wizzy you just kissed her

Samuel Adams motha fucker you could call me Mistah

Not after the beer my ancestors was official

Private life is me and my responsibilities are strictly fiscal

Under all the hype lies the reoccuring issue

Of proving I'm the shit what critics say i couldnt do

But dawg I swear i am the damn dude

And if you dont think so dawg

You are a damn Fool

Im the rapper that the game cant take, the wine

With an entree connoisseurs can't taste that shot

Then no matter what

Even if you chase

Cant shake like the Harlem Dance during cigarette breaks

Wait,

Girls be like Wizzy so great

Make a lesbian's brain go nuts then straight

Instead of guys,

She at times replays that in time that its really vagina she hate

Go through my lines see the metal trucks scrape

When i used to be eighteen years old and on my skate

Board, Board im sick of being boredd

with my talent over average when there's money to explore

Cheyeh

Its Wizzy

I told yall that we comin

And we comin

Oh

Put that in your speakers

Cell Phones and beepers

Yeah!

Uh uhh uhhhhhh

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