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  • Au Falcon Lavez feat Bird Brain & Castro

    Au Falcon Lavez feat Bird Brain & Castro

    Levi with moustache|1

    Hey Scruffy

    Been here for a decade now

    Ayo, yeah, yeah,

    look

    Bitch, I'm ridin' 'round in that

    AU Falcon Burnout so loud,

    the whole city felt 'em Cops

    came, ain't nothin' to tell them

    Who, what,

    where? Nah,

    G, I can't help 'em Rappin'

    like, uh,

    got the whole scene bouncin' So

    hot, I got the whole scene

    meltin' We them rowdy boys who

    wake the neighbours shoutin' Bunch of

    rap bags,

    we are out loud then

    B-b-buckle up The window down,

    I got my middle finger stuck

    it up They don't like what

    I do,

    tell 'em suck it up But

    they watch how I move,

    they must love what I do

    Take molly,

    sip it with vodka quick,

    now we're dancin' and shit,

    right? Dance for me,

    girl, you know that I tip

    right I own the bar,

    but I know I don't drink

    Sprite Yeah,

    I'm gettin' messy,

    girl, you know I don't sip

    light Fuck that,

    I keep on advancin' ,

    keep on financin' I wear a

    suit 'cause I'm fancy Look at

    the cheques I'm amassin',

    thirty attractin' Stats,

    bruh, I don't do romancin' I

    don't do chill,

    what the fuck do you think

    I am?

    Lappin', I make my moves from

    my grappin' I don't know them,

    who the fuck are you?

    G, better back it 'Fore I

    get Prote to whack it

    Bitch, I'm ridin' 'round in that

    AU Falcon Burnout so loud,

    the whole city felt 'em Cops

    came, ain't nothin' to tell them

    Who, what,

    where? Nah,

    G, I can't help 'em Rappin'

    like, uh,

    got the whole scene bouncin' So

    hot, I got the whole scene

    meltin' We them rowdy boys who

    wake the neighbours shoutin' Bunch of

    rap bags,

    we are out loud then

    AU Falcon, pull up at the

    skid pad Put the foot down

    with the intake STFU,

    we're not lookin' for chatter Hook

    a fish down,

    have she cookin' with batter Five

    bucks, petty in the Hilux Smoke

    heavy, better get ready for the

    firetruck Go dippin' in your Daewoo,

    listenin' to Say Tru God,

    I got my eye on your

    Asian Yes,

    I'm a rap bag,

    what the fuck of it?

    The who's got a problem with

    a fella makin' profits?

    Scallywag swagger,

    saddie bag up in my pocket

    Cunts wanna get on,

    I could put you in a

    rocket Calm down,

    half an hour out of Lonnie

    In a clapped out Combi on

    the highway to Hobart I wanna

    swap the Holden for a Ford

    And if you're not on board,

    lad, I don't wanna know ya

    Now we ridin' 'round in that

    AU Falcon My brothers get nicked,

    dead right,

    I'ma bail them Mate,

    if they family,

    you know I won't fail them

    Worst case scenario,

    we visit in jail then If

    you a rap bag,

    then you're my brethren I learnt

    from my dad that rules are

    for bendin' Parental advisory is highly

    recommended Adrenaline rush,

    rev it up,

    then send it Bitch,

    I'm ridin' 'round in that AU

    Falcon Burnout so loud,

    the whole city felt 'em Cops

    came, ain't nothin' to tell them

    Who, what,

    where? Nah,

    G, I can't help 'em Rappin'

    like, uh,

    got the whole scene bouncin' So

    hot, I got the whole scene

    meltin' We them rowdy boys who

    wake the neighbours shoutin' Bunch of

    rap bags,

    we are out loud then

    Allow me to introduce so you

    all know It's the Sunny State

    heavyweight rap bag they call Cashro

    Flow don't ever match those,

    stacks don't ever match those Drop

    another track and I'm watchin' the

    stacks tenfold Bring a couple lads

    comin' packs and they just unload

    Blow a couple sets,

    can't see lights through the fuckin'

    thick smoke We run riot,

    what's risky business?

    And when the jacks knock,

    I'm havin' memory glitches Still Brisbane's

    finest, I'm the best in business

    If you ain't word,

    then ask Siri,

    "Who is this?" The fuckin' king

    of the limit,

    your ears ring when I hit

    'em When I hit your fuckin'

    town with the limiter sittin' We

    goin' gutted to gutted,

    yeah, we burnin' rubber Always full

    noise, we don't do half or

    nothin' Look,

    I play at more parties and

    the parties are lovin' So every

    time you hear my voice,

    must be Friday or somethin' Bitch,

    I'm ridin' 'round in that AU

    Falcon Burnout so loud,

    the whole city felt 'em Cops

    came, ain't nothin' to tell them

    Who, what,

    where? Nah,

    G, I can't help 'em Rappin'

    like, uh,

    got the whole scene bouncin' So

    hot, I got the whole scene

    meltin' We them rowdy boys who

    wake the neighbours shoutin' Bunch of

    rap bags,

    we are out loud then

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