Pat Viala - Da Beeper Record lyrics

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Pat Viala - Da Beeper Record lyrics

(Walking down the block with life in my pocket) [Hook: Pharrell Williams] We in the VIP and we sipping on bub' I'm in the VIP and I'm lighting up d** I keep a four fifth right down by my nuts See me on my two way and I keep it blowing cous' [Hook: Pharrell Williams] Hit me on my beeper Hit me on my beeper Hit me on my beeper (Walking down the block with life in my pocket) We looking for the beige and the green and the diesel Hit me on my beeper Hit me on my beeper (Walking down the block with life in my pocket) [Verse 1: Fam-Lay] You want it I got it you need it Own it you got it come see it Hate that they got to compete with Prices I doubt that they beat it Narcotics you got to come get it Straight money got to come with it Telling you not that my sh** is Bigger than knuckles on midgets I carry that forty, n***a, I carry that cake cous' With smokers on me, k**er, I get that paper I got exotic, homie I pump that purple, homie (Walking down the block with life in my pocket) That's how I got it, homie I ducked them turtles, homie Catch me on the night shift like the Commodores You was 'bout that bullsh**, what you call me for Watching my cash stack, I got the metal handle I keep a knapsack, full of the devil's candy Long as I keep it it's selling Act like you keep it you welling Sick of that bullsh** you yelling Hurt cause your people keep telling Know that you broke cause it's showing 'Sposed to have coke and you blowing Before I know n***as you owing (Walking down the block with life in my pocket) Talking 'bout kicking your door in [Hook] [Hook] (Walking down the block with life in my pocket) (Walking down the block with life in my pocket) [Verse 2: Fam-Lay] For one you get two of them on Tuesdays Or that then your workers is useless Think that I'm just doing music It's just to keep deputies clueless n***as is wopping and popping China white moving, no stopping Put a nice groove in my pocket Nobody's rude as my Glock is Walk in the club and they on us Not that they love us, they want us One of them want to just know us The other one want to just bone us But i don't f** anything, it's got to be something that's banging [?] I'm on my way to be slanging One time if the sh** don't be there Cause them n***as come quick like an e-mail They coming up the block, two ladies buck naked They picking out a spot, to let the mutt chase it Guaranteed the police in their holler Chevy Caprice and them Dodges n***as is creeping and dodging Cause n***as ain't beating them charges Don't let them stop you, you dirty Dirty, don't stop it, keep swerving (Walking down the block with life in my pocket) Put the sh** out on the curb or You won't get out 'til you thirty [Hook] [Hook] (Walking down the block with life in my pocket) (Walking down the block with life in my pocket) [Bridge: Fam-Lay] Flip skull, flip skull All a n***a know Flip skull, flip skull All a n***a know Flip skull, flip skull All a n***a know Flip skull, flip skull All a n***a know Man, them turtles on your a** You catch a heart attack cous' Catch a heart attack cous' Catch a heart attack cous' You running so fast Catch a heart attack, cous' Catch a heart attack cous' Catch a heart attack, cous' (Walking down the block with life in my pocket) You know when it's legit they Call it "heart attack" cous' Call it "heart attack" cous' Call it "heart attack" cous' Cause when them fiends take a hit They catch a heart attack, cous' Catch a heart attack, cous' Catch a heart attack, cous' Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey (Walking down the block with life in my pocket) Hey Hey [Hook] [Hook] (Walking down the block with life in my pocket)