| Uh, they call me F-L-A-C-K-O and don't play 'bout my papes
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| Baked potato on that Draco, new bandana on my face
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| Ain't no stains up on my drapes, squeaky clean, fuck you say?
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| Peep the teeth, no dentures please, princess cuts, no dentist please
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| Say cheese for the cameras (Aye)
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| Eight G's for the dancers (Aye)
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| Benji's in the safe (That's right, aye)
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| Bentleys or the Phantoms (Uh)
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| But it all go to waste (Uh)
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| So what more can I say?
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| Praise to the Lord, give him grace
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| Scar on my face, uh wait
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| The world is yours, Scarface (Nigga)
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| I ain't ducking niggas, I ain't ducking bullets either
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| Shit, I ain't duck sauce since I became vegan
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| Nigga, Flacko Jodye Season
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| Prada pants before the season
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| Probably ducked off in a quiet place with ya breezy
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| Prada shades probably why you couldn't see 'em
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| You shittin' me?
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| I would like to dedicate to the scar on my face
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| All the stars of the globe, the world is yours, Scarface
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| I would like to dedicate to the scar on my face
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| All the stars of the globe, the world is yours, Scarface
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| Uh, fuck no this ain't no hookah
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| Smoking while I'm strolling down Wooster
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| A buck fifty, my babushka, a pistol, poppers, and prostituters
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| Card scammers and the Prada boosters
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| Low-top, yeah, the powder-blue ones
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| Grab a tool, huh? |
| Power to ya
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| Hallelujah, better pray to God
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| I would like to dedicate to the scar on my face
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| All the stars of the globe, the world is yours, Scarface
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| I would like to dedicate to the scar on my face
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| All the stars of the globe, the world is yours, Scarface
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| Pearls and diamonds, that's excessive, money, power, that's successful
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| Money problems, that's expected, marijuana, ass and breasts
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| Pearls and diamonds, that's excessive, money, power, that's successful
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| Money problems, that's expected, marijuana, ass and breasts |