Fiesta Flow – Phil Collins (Letras)

Sitting 20 inches high, as I lay and recline
Buck skin on my spine, and I m looking devine
Showing out like a prince, a young ghetto star
Screened out sipping bar, in my Jaguar car
Playas know who I are, cause my trunk stay popped
Neon lights show stop, when I crush the block
The big chrome block better, done invaded the scene
Riding deep with my team, and my mug on mean
I might twist 84 s, when I m dogging the Lac
Fifth wheel done fell back, just don t know how to act
Big piece around my neck, showcasing the set
Dirty 3rd don t forget, and we came to wreck
Call me the young fool, Mr. D-3 Nutt
Bringing pain to the game, while I lay in the cut
The green light say go, so I m wrecking the flow
It s the Tite staying thoed, and I m more than a pro
Sideways in a ride, on that butter recline
Gold front stay shine, diamonds leaving em blind
Read my name when I smile, better yet when I grin
Hit rewind on the track, so I can wreck it again

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