| I ain’t really with the talkin'
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| I ain’t with the flossin'
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| Man what’s the word?
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| I can’t call it Ace, where you been?
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| Bitch been ballin, smokin what you call it
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| Pockets lookin brolic
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| Diamonds on me polished
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| And smoking chronic
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| Yeah, bout it bout it boy
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| I’ve been in the dungeon
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| Ain’t no easy does it
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| Like its Shaq in center
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| Ain’t no easy buckets
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| This that couple million nigga fuck a budget
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| If you starving for it, know that sucker comin'
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| I’ve been up to something, yeah I’m up to something
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| In that mansion, laughing at you up and comings
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| Gotta a chick who pussy like the faucet running
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| I’ve been out in Europe getting foreign money
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| This the jump-back like I never left
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| Switch the flow cause they bite mine
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| Funny how them niggas analyze, funny how them niggas analyze
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| Fuck you niggas on that other side
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| All you pussy rappers out here tellin lies
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| I’ve been waiting patient niggas swear to god
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| Know the revolution will be televised
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| And please understand that y’all niggas ain’t scaring me
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| Let’s get some motherfuckin' clarity
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| Diamonds in my watch, clarity
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| I’m insane nigga, taking pain killers
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| Ain’t know small talkin', got the chain bigger
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| Niggas claim triller but I know they not
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| You the type to go and testify
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| You the type to get your dog shot
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| You the type to be a mall cop
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| You the type to go pillow talkin' with the bitches put a nigga business out
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| I’m the type to goin see a body
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| Most y’all ain’t never seen a body
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| Gimme gimme, semi so retarded wet the fuckin party
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| Who coast-guarded? |
| I am so sorry to my loyal fans
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| Free shows for the live band, tell my CEO I’m goin back
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| Tell em' to issue me a new advance
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| Don’t compare me to these other rappers with these same flows
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| And their songs whack. |
| I am better breaded, I am Hercules
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| I am such a genius, and your tempurpedic
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| Nigga soft as ever, talking pigeon feathers
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| Know the storm coming, better check the weather
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| You will see me never, talking Stevie Wonder
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| They been sleeping mama, time to wake the monster
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| I am sick of playing, I am sick of talking
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| I been doing yoga just to keep me calmer
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| Countin hella money in my new recliner
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| Got my stripes in it like I’m Carson Palmer
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| If you hatin' on me nigga fuck your life
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| I Wish your mom and daddy woulda worn a condom
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| I’m in beast mode, I’m talking Marshawn, talkin Ronda Rousey, nigga Lebron James
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| In the studio, no shirt smokin loud dawg with some gold chians
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| Jay with me, G with me, P too, Hood Nation
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| Call ya bitch, whenever dog, 9 o’clock, reservation
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| Be patient, fans waiting
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| Fourth one, Starvation
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| And please understand that y’all niggas ain’t scaring me
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| Let’s get some motherfuckin clarity
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| Diamonds in my watch, clarity
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| Clarity, motherfucker
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| I’m talking 24 karat gold not that 18 shit
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| Ya Dig?
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| Clarity
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| I’m talkin' about stones so motherfuckin' then clear, clearer than blue ice
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| nigga
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| Clarity
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| See these hoes back of that big Rolls nigga
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| These flows made of gold, pussy nigga
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| I’m taking 3D not HD, ya dig?
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| You gotta put your 3D glasses on for this nigga
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| Ayo Broward, we got this shit nigga
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| Let’s make this shit clear
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| We gonna change the game with this shit nigga
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| S4 nigga let’s get it
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| Hood Nation |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Clarity, artist - Ace Hood. Album song 4 da Fuck of It - EP, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп