Crazy Town - Licence Plate Rattle lyrics

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Crazy Town - Licence Plate Rattle lyrics

I got some fine looking women For the ones with potential Got a resume, you can check my credentials Works suspensful Straight to the mental I take it all back to the funk essential Uh, did you really think I'm done Thought it was a fluke I went number one, Please well homie lets see Dropped the fan and now its just me Got my homie, too tall Ripped off the muzzle Do the cript walk to the harlem shuffle Click, tuck it back I'm sick If I catch you lookin for me then get off my dick For the fat one ghost ride the whip Dirty boys perfevor you're beats are sick And I'm ready if you're ready Do you really wanna battle I'll make the world shake And you're licence plate rattle [Chorus:] Make your licence plate rattle Make you licence plate rattle Beats so sick, it'll make you're licence plate rattle Make the world shake, make you're licence plate rattle s**er you two, rattlin home You can hate all day but you can't get none In a bad mood tattoed and hansome Lost the big boss, speedys into phantom Now heres what we bring You can sing the anthem Keep getting 86 but the crews can't ban them Uh I walk by the line Walk into the club like the world is mine I'm welcome into L.A. where the players play s**ers come and go But we always stay You can push you're luck But it could be fatal Saturday night the knights or the round table Im sipping on the bottle of the triple x lable My big brother keeper but hes a wise old owl You can party latter its show time now. Ace in the hole, do not know how. [Chorus:] Its been a little while Now I'm back did you miss me Drop the track toss it back Did you miss me like some whiskey Its me Shifty like a gypsy 50-1-50 to the X 1 3 Product of the flow Throw up the L.A. Showing proof cos its what you do not what you say I've got money to make, And bills to pay No if's ands or maybes Its a brand new day So fresh I dont mess at all When it comes to the mic I'm profesional And my enemies you can bless them all Line them up on the wall You can watch them fall Uh,what, I've been nuts for years Walking through my peers as I persever Yeah, I'm ready if you're ready do you really wanna battle I make beats so sick It'll make you're licence plate rattle [Chorus:]