Exotic (feat. Natalie Rojas)

Uh Huh
Yeah a Nigga been fly forever, (Exotic) let's do it yo
"Believe Dat"

I had this little chick who was sexy and exotic
Her name Jessie, half puerto half mexi
5'11 met her up in Harold's
I was looking all rugged wit the army apparel
But I didn't care 500 thousand from being a millionaire
So I pursued her, so exotic wore her hair long wit it parted
Y'all know the rest exotic liquors then the sex

My Moms was the first one to live (E-X-O-T-I-C)
So I had no other choice but to live (E-X-O-T-I-C)
From my Women to my Cars everythings (E-X-O-T-I-C)
Although we lived in Bronx River Much (N-A-R-C-O-T-I-C-S)
My Moms was the first one to live (E-X-O-T-I-C)
So I had no other choice but to live (E-X-O-T-I-C)
From my Women to my Cars everythings (E-X-O-T-I-C)
Although we lived in Bronx River Much (N-A-R-O-T-I-C-S)

When I pull up at the light in the Charcoal whip
Six gear shift, haters wanna flex they wrist, unload they clips
Hoping that I crash my shit, laugh my shit,
I can't even imagine that shit
Twice a year my money double dutches
Bobbin' and weavin' the bullets to avoid crutches
Out the bar and I'm dizzy from the Remy Martin
No need to worry, I gotta team dat a murder somethin'
No smiling and clear the crowd out
Lord Divine The God is on his way out
Staggered, jumped up in the Mercedes Wagon
Not to braggin', been exotic way before the rappin'
Bronx River is where I got my rep for gun clappin'
Catch a murder out of town like ain't nothing happen
Coulda had a half a million dollar baby mansion
But I blew it all on cars and the jewelry fashion
I'm so exotic wit my street passion

My Moms was the first one to live (E-X-O-T-I-C)
So I had no other choice but to live (E-X-O-T-I-C)
From my Women to my Cars everythings (E-X-O-T-I-C)
Although we lived in Bronx River Much (N-A-R-C-O-T-I-C-S)
My Moms was the first one to live (E-X-O-T-I-C)
So I had no other choice but to live (E-X-O-T-I-C)
From my Women to my Cars everythings (E-X-O-T-I-C)
Although we lived in Bronx River Much (N-A-R-O-T-I-C-S)

Flying the friendly skies from New York to Atlanta
On the celly with Nana she used to say "Boy
I know you on your way to your spot, be careful!
Bomb first don't be coming home hurt
I rather see your enemies dead buried in dirt
Then to have us all cryin with our heads in our skirts
While a tail of cars trailin you in the back of a hearse"
Aight, me and my team we just made a toast that's high post
Never let the enemy hinder thee you feeling me
And if the fucker is some kin to me
Let me know before you split up his anatomy
Cheers, Nana I'm ghost I'm on vacation holla back on the first

My Moms was the first one to live (E-X-O-T-I-C)
So I had no other choice but to live (E-X-O-T-I-C)
From my Women to my Cars everythings (E-X-O-T-I-C)
Although we lived in Bronx River Much (N-A-R-C-O-T-I-C-S)
My Moms was the first one to live (E-X-O-T-I-C)
So I had no other choice but to live (E-X-O-T-I-C)
From my Women to my Cars everythings (E-X-O-T-I-C)
Although we lived in Bronx River Much (N-A-R-O-T-I-C-S)

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