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Viewing Lyrics for Indigo Flow:
| | | Artist: | Bizkit Limp |
| | Album: | Three Dollar Bill, Yall | | Track: | Indigo Flow | | | | Date Added: | 18/10/2007 | | Views: | 41 | | | | Lyrics: | Yo what up got Christian and Dino in the house Fear Factory action kick off this new joint here for all my homies
Separating the true breeds my friends and my family had the vision when the bounds now it's blowing up
props to the Field Dog with the funk through the campaign gold records and Champaign
Everlast for the tour on St. Patty's Chino, man we had a blast with ya Deftones rock that microphones daily props to the maestro
Ross your an angel hey DJ wanna play that song Lethal we love you like a brother
want to take a trip to the Flip side Jordan nothing more then I could say see ya walking hand in hand
with the prophet Danny you took us to that fat man Harry, Tyler props for the golden introduction we're coming from the town of the unknown Jacksonville's on the map look us up raising eyebrows with
the Jaguars kid better watch out line 'em up cheetah (indigo) yo Richard, Rob and Chuck (indigo) hook it up when I walk out on stage all headaches go away got the back from the sickest road crew Chris
and Bobby for sticking to it Sugar Ray taught me life was all about drinking bow wow yippee yo yippee yea to the funk doobi thanks for showing up all my brothers in KoRn I love you dad and momma I'm
coming home what up to my girl Sage Shawn, Teddy Swoze Indigo Ranch alive with the vibe Grun Dig Danny in the Milk Bar Terry Parker you know what's up dialed into The Planet and God I love you |
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