| Good weed and broads, spaceships and stars
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| Roll out the red carpet but hold the applause
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| New Orleans and narcotics draped in metal and fiber optics
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| Cause dull bitches attracted to shiny objects
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| Well I guess y’all can kick it, Phife Dawg
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| Q-Tip, we all Souls of Mischief
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| This is how we chill until the globe stop spinning
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| I told all my folks that I’d be coming back with it
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| Now ask 'em if I did it any different, peppermints and lemons
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| Boss brothers chopping business around the table
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| It resembles a civil rights sit-in
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| Powerful shit, editing rooms, hours of clips
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| A man of many hats in this new era
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| Nurturing several smaller business underneath my umbrella
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| On the low low
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| And I’m still on top of the money
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| Dope boy mattress, a hundred K cash
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| With the box spring under it, who they think they fucking with
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| Spitta won’t have none of it, suits offer contracts
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| I tear that shit up in front of them, baby girl I’m just hustling
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| Without cocaine smuggling but this shit is dope Tito
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| Roll these as we smoke, joints infinity
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| Highed up, supposed to have breakfast at Tiffany’s
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| With Brittany but I got tied up, low riders
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| Hydraulics, trunks full of batteries and wires
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| Flow get tighter and tighter, adjustable pliers
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| Flip through these bitches like Zippo lighters |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Fashionably Late , by - Curren$y. Song from the album Pilot Talk: Trilogy, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп