All Falls Down (Remix) - Faze 2010 Elite Player Records www.myspace.com/EPFaze www.Facebook.com/FazeFans (Chorus) The one thing ya'll know 'bout me, I don't play so just beware (Yeah Elite Players) Ya catch me, up in VIP, up in the club that's my atmosphere (It's Ya Boy Faze) Cuz I got, money to spend, I keep, gettin it in, from the hood so I don't play fair and I'ma keep, livin it up, givin it up, throwin it up, until it all falls down Verse 1 --------------------- But I will never fall, I would never crack So I glady strap Van City up on my back 'N fans love me, girls wanna hit this Fellas talk shyt but they still keep their distance Radio influence, nope, not me son My flow's *infiniti*, yup, like *Nissan* My swagger got your girl down on her knee's I'm, bout to get it in, then I'm out like, "Peace Son" I don't need a reason, I'm the sickest mc every season In the snow, sun, rain, even when the leaves come Please hun, ease up off me, you gotta leave, I'm Expecting the next one, stay if you want a threesom Got money, I don't need a Visa Elite Player Army, you can call me Ceaser Any fly girl in the land, I sieze her Have her blo-win like the wind, can you feel tha breeze-AHH C'mon (Chorus) Verse 2 -------------- Hundred dolla bottles, hundred pound models Foot on the throttle, jea I'm livin life As a target, as I stand on the red carpet They lookin for a *handicap* but I ain't *retarded* I'm stronger than ever, spit slicker than I ever did Spit sicker, listen quicker ...
Sunday, 9 December 2012
All Falls Down (Remix) - Faze
All Falls Down (Remix) - Faze Video Clips. Duration : 2.72 Mins.
All Falls Down (Remix) - Faze 2010 Elite Player Records www.myspace.com/EPFaze www.Facebook.com/FazeFans (Chorus) The one thing ya'll know 'bout me, I don't play so just beware (Yeah Elite Players) Ya catch me, up in VIP, up in the club that's my atmosphere (It's Ya Boy Faze) Cuz I got, money to spend, I keep, gettin it in, from the hood so I don't play fair and I'ma keep, livin it up, givin it up, throwin it up, until it all falls down Verse 1 --------------------- But I will never fall, I would never crack So I glady strap Van City up on my back 'N fans love me, girls wanna hit this Fellas talk shyt but they still keep their distance Radio influence, nope, not me son My flow's *infiniti*, yup, like *Nissan* My swagger got your girl down on her knee's I'm, bout to get it in, then I'm out like, "Peace Son" I don't need a reason, I'm the sickest mc every season In the snow, sun, rain, even when the leaves come Please hun, ease up off me, you gotta leave, I'm Expecting the next one, stay if you want a threesom Got money, I don't need a Visa Elite Player Army, you can call me Ceaser Any fly girl in the land, I sieze her Have her blo-win like the wind, can you feel tha breeze-AHH C'mon (Chorus) Verse 2 -------------- Hundred dolla bottles, hundred pound models Foot on the throttle, jea I'm livin life As a target, as I stand on the red carpet They lookin for a *handicap* but I ain't *retarded* I'm stronger than ever, spit slicker than I ever did Spit sicker, listen quicker ...
All Falls Down (Remix) - Faze 2010 Elite Player Records www.myspace.com/EPFaze www.Facebook.com/FazeFans (Chorus) The one thing ya'll know 'bout me, I don't play so just beware (Yeah Elite Players) Ya catch me, up in VIP, up in the club that's my atmosphere (It's Ya Boy Faze) Cuz I got, money to spend, I keep, gettin it in, from the hood so I don't play fair and I'ma keep, livin it up, givin it up, throwin it up, until it all falls down Verse 1 --------------------- But I will never fall, I would never crack So I glady strap Van City up on my back 'N fans love me, girls wanna hit this Fellas talk shyt but they still keep their distance Radio influence, nope, not me son My flow's *infiniti*, yup, like *Nissan* My swagger got your girl down on her knee's I'm, bout to get it in, then I'm out like, "Peace Son" I don't need a reason, I'm the sickest mc every season In the snow, sun, rain, even when the leaves come Please hun, ease up off me, you gotta leave, I'm Expecting the next one, stay if you want a threesom Got money, I don't need a Visa Elite Player Army, you can call me Ceaser Any fly girl in the land, I sieze her Have her blo-win like the wind, can you feel tha breeze-AHH C'mon (Chorus) Verse 2 -------------- Hundred dolla bottles, hundred pound models Foot on the throttle, jea I'm livin life As a target, as I stand on the red carpet They lookin for a *handicap* but I ain't *retarded* I'm stronger than ever, spit slicker than I ever did Spit sicker, listen quicker ...
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