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Song:White Lines (Don't Don't Do It)
Album:Street Jams Electric Funk D3Genres:Hip-Hop
Year:1994 Length:410 sec

Lyrics:

Fine baby (fine)
Rich baby, interesting

Bass!
(Ooh, white, white)
(Ooh, white lines) vision dreams of passion
(Blowin' through my mind) and all the while I think of you
(High fry) a very strange reaction
(For us to unwind) the more I see, the more I do
(Something like a phenomenon) baby
(Telling your body to come along, but white lines blow away)
Blow
Rock it
Blow
Ticket to ride, white line highway
Tell all your friends, they can go my way
Pay your toll, sell your soul
Pound for pound costs more than gold
The longer you stay, the more you pay
My white lines go a long way
Either up your nose or through your vein
With nothin' to gain except killing your brain
Freeze, rock
Freeze, rock (blow!)
(Ah) higher, baby
(Ah) get higher, baby
(Ah) get higher, baby
And don't ever come down! (freebase!)

Rang-dang, diggedy, dang-di-dang
Rang-dang, diggedy, dang-di-dang
Rang-dang, diggedy, dang-di-dang
Diggedy, dang-di-dang, diggedy, dang-di-dang
(Pipeline) pure as the driven snow
(Connected to my mind) and now I'm having fun, baby
(High fry) it's getting kinda low
('Cause it makes you feel so nice) I need some one-on-one, baby
(Don't let it blow your mind away) baby
(And go into your little hideaway 'cause white lines blow away)
Blow
Rock it
Blow
A million magic crystals, painted pure and white
A multi-million dollars almost overnight
Twice as sweet as sugar, twice as bitter as salt
And if you get hooked, baby, it's nobody else's fault, so don't do it
Freeze, rock
Freeze, rock (ah, blow)
(Ah) higher, baby
(Ah) get higher, baby
(Ah) get higher, baby
(Ah) and don't ever come down (freebase)

(Don't you get too high) don't you get too high, baby
(Turns you on) you really turn me on and on
(When you gonna come down) my temperature is rising
(When the thrill is gone) no, I don't want you to go
A street kid gets arrested, gonna do some time
He got out three years from now just to commit more crime
A businessman is caught with 24 kilos
He's out on bail and out of jail, and that's the way it goes
Kane! Sugar!
Kane! Sugar! Kane!
Athletes rejected, governors corrected
Gangsters, thugs and smugglers are thoroughly respected
The money gets divided, the women get excited
Now I'm broke and it's no joke
It's hard as hell to fight it, don't buy it!
Freeze, rock
Freeze, rock (blow)
(Ah) get higher, baby
(Ah) get higher, girl
(Ah) get higher, baby
(Ah) c'mon
D-d-d-d-d-don't, don't (do it)
Baby
D-d-d-d-d-don't, don't, don't
D-d-d-d-d-don't, don't (do it, do it, do it)
Baby




 

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