The Illest

Far East Movement

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publisher: ©Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
writers: Andreas Schuller, Eric Frederic, Horst Simco, Jae Choung, James Roh, Kevin Nishimura
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ft. RiFF RAFF
[Intro]
We be the illest in here...
We be the illest in here...
We so motherfuckin' ill...
Ill, motherfucker, ill...

Illin' out from LA - I be illin' out all the way
I've got OG cannabis, girl, one puff'll put you in your grave
Hop out, yo, guess who's gettin' drunk?
If you're tipping that heat, don't get drowned
Y'all know just who we be
'Cause I keeps it pimpin', Peter Griffin

Dripping on your couches
Sippin' Tanqueray with orange, mane, we on that Tropicana
If you're feelin' ill, then damn, you ill

We be the illest...
I know you feel us...
Illest in here...
We be the illest in here...
We be the illest in here...
We so motherfuckin' ill...
[Verse 2: Riff]
My ice bright, I play the wall like a night light
The best thing about my new Versace bed springs
Aw shit, look who it is, the white Russell Simmons
We so ill, I think I need some Codeine fluid
[Bridge]
[Hook]
[Outro]
And double "L" is for the way I blow the smoke in your face
And "ST" is for the illest shit we rep every day

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