Geechi Suede - Limozini lyrics

Now what you hear is not a test My mic check slick wreck, and my rhymes da fresh I got the gold (??), and my smoke from the west Yeah, I love the whole world but New York is the best (??) wanna compare but there's no contest But enough of the shenanigans, go pull up your dress Hey, Eeny, meeny, meeny, meeny Yellow polka dot bikini Champagne, bubble bath, circle back in that limozini Hard for you to see me under all of the cigars Kinda hard for you to catch me when we keep changin' up cars (Flyin' bird??) flyin' saucer, hittin' switches through the stars Bi strippers tippin' me triple digits inside my palms, oh Fedora (??) Cooley High 95 Gangsta white walls with the (??) your eyes They gettin' amnesia Gotta flood the fever Fatty lookin' greener Style lookin' cleaner Hey, hey! Shout out to all the DJs You got to give us play Cause the girls they love us And stay, hey Don't they know, don't they know, don't they know We get the glow, blow the O, sell out shows Me Geechi, I drink rum NyteLife k** 'em with the B-Boy drums While you sippin' on the syrup and that (lee?) bubblegum We keep headin' to the bank, and that's where we comin' from We stay dressed to the tens, but we keep them (??) guns Stop that tundra thunder and the boogie's where we from Hey, hey! Shout out to all the DJs You got to give us play Cause the girls they love us And stay, hey