S.a.s. - Coming To America Lyrics

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Mayhem:

It's Caliente, guess who's F'in' up the game

Now we coming to America, steppin' off the plane

Usually what we on, luggage by Louis Vuitton

I blow spots like a nuclear bomb, BOOM

And bring speeds that will cause ya harm

Cruise control, we get our auto on

Doin' 200 on the Autobahn

Ya boys test us, please, that thought's reckless

I'm in the zone, king of the throne, you Court Chesters

Flatter me, don't throw blows at your majesty

The snubnose will pump holes like a cavity

When May and Mega see you, go get your people

We'll have rapper's hoods lookin' like it's medieval

May will starve to get it

Like big flames, flip caine, move half on credit

I get brain from thick dames way you past pathetic

The 6 Range switch lanes, I'm way past you fellas

Or in that gray six that look like a spaceship

The one, Matrix, fix the grill like a facelift

I'll get you bastards shot

Invest in bonds, you niggaz is laughin' stocks, haha

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Mega:

You can find me where the goons are

I'm the renegade that bubble like lemonade and none of my goons spar

What you gonna do huh, you already heard me

Now we coming to America like Eddie Murphy

From London to the ghettos of New York

Two women in front, dropping rose pedals as we walk

I got a cocky flow, men wanna copy, no

We Hakeem and Semi, you can ask Jaffe Joe

Take over the world like Pinky and The Brain

While I skeet over your girl, the pinky gimme brain

See my Range like a tank is out

Chain like an anchor now

Fuck ya lames, Blood, ain't nuttin' change but my bank account

And I got songs, so it's not long

Log on S-A-S Diplomats dot com

Six free, that's me, yeah I'm that raw

You small like a rat for, what you brothers rap for

Oh you wanna act raw, till I spark shotties

Have him laying in a morgue, now he hardbody

'Fore he was live, now he a dead guy

Mega's down to earth but still I'll let the lead fly

And if I ain't packin' the lead

I got suttin' that ain't from ATL but it's hard with a jagged edge

I'm reppin' well, Mega will never fail

Yeah I'm married to this game, hear the wedding bells

Mayhem:

La-la-la-ha-ha-haaaa

Ha-haaaa

La-da-da-da-da-da-da-da

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