Fizzy Womack - Calm Down lyrics

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Fizzy Womack - Calm Down lyrics

7-1-8 Brownsville what the f** you want n***as? New York you ready for this sh**? I don't think so motherf**er Yeah!! M., O., P.!! For life!! Radio.. n***as never play us!! (FiYAHHHH!!!) [Billy Danze] Yeah, First Family, uhh, uhh, uhh, uhh, uhh, uhh.. Direct from the concrete jungle troops (First Family!) Survivors of the struggle Duke Don't be handin me them bullsh**, soldier stories I make noise You f**in with the original Backstreet Boys (Billy) that's the n***a name, he been trained To duck coppertops when you poppin them thangs He's a sinner with no shame, he's addicted to the pain He's restricted from the games, he's for real {*clapping* "We love you Billy!"} You've been missin the man Get ready for the unlimited edition of Danze (Praise him) the most highest He's stuck on the street like car tires, First Family (What y'all n***as wanna try us?) Down in Brooklyn Til his motherf**in life expire Listen this world revolves around, n***as that rob And steal and deal and, k** for thrills and How could you refuse the Danze? (It's hard to confuse the Danze) He's a very unusual man With or without a plan, to outshine those that shine Just gimme mine, you understand? [Hook: M.O.P.] [Fame] Yo, it's the legendary M.O.P We put it down everywhere we go, but you don't hear me though Calm down! (Get back!) Calm, down! (Get, back!) [Bill] And we have the constitutional rights To bear arms and flare arms, whenever we fear harm So; calm down! (Get back!) Calm, down! (Get, back!) [Lil' Fame] Fizzy Wo-magnificent (ROCK, ROCK ON) You dead wrong, to think I got caught in the storm I got cats like you wild, you mad I put it down slick as Nu-Nile, without a doo-rag Look - y'all n***as is b**h-made, switchblades Walkin 'round like you paid, heart pump Kool-Aid BA-BUMP, your heart thump low, fluid pumps low You ain't a cowboy, sit down, play the hump ho (EASE BACK!) Fall, back See this nine M-double? All, black Everybody's a k**er; y'all, wack Here's a clip full you can have all, that In fact hold this instead, cause I wrap Aluminum bats around n***as heads YOU SEE IT! Brooklyn you heard? I yapped the gold cross off John Paul the 3rd Y'all n***as act like y'all came here to shoot I kick ALL Y'ALL a**, with the same pair of boots Witness the game unfurl, don't be another (REJECT) f** around and get (EJECT) from the world [Hook: M.O.P.] [Bill] It's the legendary M.O.P We put it down everywhere we go, but you don't hear me though Calm down! (Get back!) Calm, down! (Get, back!) [Fame] Cause we have the constitutional rights To bear arms to flare arms, whenever we fear harm So; calm down! (Get back!) Calm, down! (Get, back!)