Special Delivery Lyrics by G. Dep

Lyrics G G. Dep Lyrics Special Delivery Lyrics

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[Verse 1] Yo, this for my niggas, though, special delivery Spit like this, get my wrists all glittery Get cake, snakes get slithery Lean in, show y'all the meaning of chivalry Rap ruler, you could ask Buddha Right jab like Zab Zuda Every member on my team is the shooter Tight like a womb, no room for intruders Spark Buddha, twistin' the Philly And Good Humor, don't be silly It's gravy baby, I got it all smothered Like makeup, I got it all covered Want a jewel, don't be cruel It's authentic, don't be fooled By these phony accusations Backlash and slanders Front, and they put pits in ya Stunts and propaganda Keep it private, 'cause I'm the commander In chief, I never stop like beef Gimme a break, I might shake the building place Say vacate all women and children I spit it out [Chorus (repeat 2x)] Special delivery I want that Special delivery I need Special delivery Can I have that Special delivery Come give it to me [Verse 2] If you ain't ready, I'ma bust through ya curtain Encore, you're not sure, I'm certain Wait, make sure the mic workin' Make cake, sorta like Earth Wind And Fire, the rap vampire Retire in the morn' Warm like campfires Matter of fact, I'm blazin' Raisin' the roof up Slide off with ya rooster Took her to the stu and seduced her Let her do a skit, then she hit my producer (Oh) Not whatcha used to, I'm looser Ya need to stop fuckin' with them losers, now who's up The mystic ruler, grand imperial Filthy, but milky like cereal Bang this in ya stereo MC's is dead and I'ma get head up at they burial And thatc

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