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Last Supper Video (MV)




Performed By: DMT_Alpy
Language: English
Length: 2:55
Written by: Jake Alpern




DMT_Alpy - Last Supper Lyrics




Wom...

Only grub wit my affiliates
This the Last supper better find out where you sitting at
Better find out where you sitting at...
This the Last supper better find out where you sitting at

Ughhhh

All them collars on yo neck, who you belong to?
I bet if i starting screaming go home, you'd go like a dog do
Oh Lil boy, you know I am the one talk too
If it's about Florida, everywhere I have been walk thru
Wom!
Standing on my feet, ya all 2
And They said to kill the game, so I ought to
And everything I done did, I ain't had to call you
So if it's me and $wank there, better have a whole room
And wen I walk up in that bitch ,you better come thru
And wen I jump up in that bitch, you better jump too!
See i kick all these different moves, like it was kung fu
And he cook all the different food, this sum dim sum soup
Got the block sowed foreal, this that Clemons super seal
Seal the top of our soul and seal the block
Ya you know the deal
Bout to buy it all, and give it back, so they know I'm foreal
Broward County, I'm the native, in my Tipi, on the hill!

Been this for way a lil minute
Running the game, bitch you still at the scrimmage
Look at you, scrummaging for all the figures
I'm bouta come up, and come up to kill em
You cannnot fathom that I am the wizard
Pussy, they chicken, they just some lil gizzard
Beating the paper, like I had the scissor
Squeezing my laser, I got the precision
He like my neighbor, he watch my position
I hit the Wom! and I start a collision
I am like Spartacus, spar wit the vision
Ain't even started, I hardly have hit em
I'm bout the party, I roar in the city
Purging the formula, harder then pidgeons
Not gona lie, put my heart in my business
Might as well say that my heart is my business
I play my part, put my arm in the whippin
Everything else, let the karma just get em
Wom!

Who the f*ck these mothaf*ckas think they reallly is?
You know I gota be all in the cheese, like philly is
I'm bouta watch it triple up, until the ceiling hit
This the Last supper, only grub wit my affiliates

Wom, ya, who the f*ck you think you really is?
You know I gota be all in the cheese, like philly is
I'm bouta watch it triple up, until the ceiling hit
Ya This the Last supper, only grub wit my affiliates

HAAA

Only grub wit my affiliates, This the Last Supper, Only grub wit my affiliates, Wom!
Only grub wit my affiliates, This the Last Supper, Only grub wit my affiliates, Haaa!
Grub wit my affiliates
This the LAST SUPPER, better find out where you sittin at!
Wom...
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Wom...

Only grub wit my affiliates
This the Last supper better find out where you sitting at
Better find out where you sitting at...
This the Last supper better find out where you sitting at

Ughhhh

All them collars on yo neck, who you belong to?
I bet if i starting screaming go home, you'd go like a dog do
Oh Lil boy, you know I am the one talk too
If it's about Florida, everywhere I have been walk thru
Wom!
Standing on my feet, ya all 2
And They said to kill the game, so I ought to
And everything I done did, I ain't had to call you
So if it's me and $wank there, better have a whole room
And wen I walk up in that bitch ,you better come thru
And wen I jump up in that bitch, you better jump too!
See i kick all these different moves, like it was kung fu
And he cook all the different food, this sum dim sum soup
Got the block sowed foreal, this that Clemons super seal
Seal the top of our soul and seal the block
Ya you know the deal
Bout to buy it all, and give it back, so they know I'm foreal
Broward County, I'm the native, in my Tipi, on the hill!

Been this for way a lil minute
Running the game, bitch you still at the scrimmage
Look at you, scrummaging for all the figures
I'm bouta come up, and come up to kill em
You cannnot fathom that I am the wizard
Pussy, they chicken, they just some lil gizzard
Beating the paper, like I had the scissor
Squeezing my laser, I got the precision
He like my neighbor, he watch my position
I hit the Wom! and I start a collision
I am like Spartacus, spar wit the vision
Ain't even started, I hardly have hit em
I'm bout the party, I roar in the city
Purging the formula, harder then pidgeons
Not gona lie, put my heart in my business
Might as well say that my heart is my business
I play my part, put my arm in the whippin
Everything else, let the karma just get em
Wom!

Who the f*ck these mothaf*ckas think they reallly is?
You know I gota be all in the cheese, like philly is
I'm bouta watch it triple up, until the ceiling hit
This the Last supper, only grub wit my affiliates

Wom, ya, who the f*ck you think you really is?
You know I gota be all in the cheese, like philly is
I'm bouta watch it triple up, until the ceiling hit
Ya This the Last supper, only grub wit my affiliates

HAAA

Only grub wit my affiliates, This the Last Supper, Only grub wit my affiliates, Wom!
Only grub wit my affiliates, This the Last Supper, Only grub wit my affiliates, Haaa!
Grub wit my affiliates
This the LAST SUPPER, better find out where you sittin at!
Wom...
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Writer: Jake Alpern
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