Joe Jackson
Huh, Marcielago
Yo, Clear a path hoe, let the chinchilla drag
I was chilling in the Jag
Might have to grab the MAC right out the gym bag
Spin ya bitch ass, give you whiplash
Lift you a tad and dash, I'm a bad dad
All my kids have been missing class
I haven't been disciplining my children, I had other shit to deal with
Rubber grip on the steel, pimp. Specs of blood on my silk fit
All that was left was flesh and no spirit
Not a lyric I spit was ghostwritten, the Rolls Royce Ghost was driven
I'm what the culture was missing, I'm a cult figure
Boat tipper, ex-coke flipper
Choke a sis like a boa constrictor
It gets cold when I bit ya
The vultures get ya, the gucci loafers the slippers
The dolce kicks with the zipper
How dare you go and stick your toes in my pippens
The mold is different, I broke the template
Kings over princes? King cobra skin on my shoulders lookin pimpish
The rose gold rollie lookin pinkish
Chop the shotty nose like a sphinx features
Clean these niggas up bring the street sweepers
All you heard was the cheap sneakers squeaking in sequence
Bitches kiss the ring frequent, uh
Fuck the fame it's one chain it's a buck and change
A suede bucket laid on the waves muthafucka I'm way above your grade
Love is pain, the money was smudged with blood it's stained
It came from someone's jugular vein
Nigga
Yea
Nyeahh
Pierre hardy's, Ferraris, Marci
Carve ya cheek hit an artery
Flood the Audemars it's all watery
Fresh out the quarry no chlorine
Your story king it does nothing for me
Bust the 40 out the mustard Audi
You busters is dog meat, don't make me hold court in the street
I always keep an accordion to squeeze, its noisy
Dump the boys somewhere in Boise, talking oily
Boy I'm royalty
It was shorted to me with no loyalty
But what's the point in being salty
Uh
Know what I'm sayin'?
Uh
Respect this nigga
Naaah, bring it down
Marcielago
Come on
Yo, Clear a path hoe, let the chinchilla drag
I was chilling in the Jag
Might have to grab the MAC right out the gym bag
Spin ya bitch ass, give you whiplash
Lift you a tad and dash, I'm a bad dad
All my kids have been missing class
I haven't been disciplining my children, I had other shit to deal with
Rubber grip on the steel, pimp. Specs of blood on my silk fit
All that was left was flesh and no spirit
Not a lyric I spit was ghostwritten, the Rolls Royce Ghost was driven
I'm what the culture was missing, I'm a cult figure
Boat tipper, ex-coke flipper
Choke a sis like a boa constrictor
It gets cold when I bit ya
The vultures get ya, the gucci loafers the slippers
The dolce kicks with the zipper
How dare you go and stick your toes in my pippens
The mold is different, I broke the template
Kings over princes? King cobra skin on my shoulders lookin pimpish
The rose gold rollie lookin pinkish
Chop the shotty nose like a sphinx features
Clean these niggas up bring the street sweepers
All you heard was the cheap sneakers squeaking in sequence
Bitches kiss the ring frequent, uh
Fuck the fame it's one chain it's a buck and change
A suede bucket laid on the waves muthafucka I'm way above your grade
Love is pain, the money was smudged with blood it's stained
It came from someone's jugular vein
Nigga
Yea
Nyeahh
Pierre hardy's, Ferraris, Marci
Carve ya cheek hit an artery
Flood the Audemars it's all watery
Fresh out the quarry no chlorine
Your story king it does nothing for me
Bust the 40 out the mustard Audi
You busters is dog meat, don't make me hold court in the street
I always keep an accordion to squeeze, its noisy
Dump the boys somewhere in Boise, talking oily
Boy I'm royalty
It was shorted to me with no loyalty
But what's the point in being salty
Uh
Know what I'm sayin'?
Uh
Respect this nigga
Naaah, bring it down
Marcielago
Come on
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