| I ain’t talkin' Yves Saint Laurent
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| But I’m been on Saint Laurent like a motherfucka
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| Overworked, overlooked, hella red
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| Tell 'em that I’m Type O for the bloodsuckas
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| Leeches, I’m 6'5"quit reachin'
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| Nigga’s only goals is the goal
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| Tell them Creflo Dollar motherfuckas quit preachin'
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| I’ve been in the 514, my French gettin' too clean
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| Customs is routine, eatin' hella poutine, I think I’m a buy one more
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| Nigga I’ve been goin' through it as of late
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| Lot of people talk what they think that they would have did
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| Like the CTA I keep my patience, I ain’t in it for the JP Morgan chase
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| I’m a nice guy, nigga do this look like last place
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| I’m on Priceline, searchin' for a flight to Montreal
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| Me and Jerry on Saint Laurent
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| I just want a little freedom, don’t we all, don’t we all
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| Just, get a little tired of the bullshit they feed us?
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| Serve and protect, like protect your pockets and servin' subpoenas
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| Whole shit a circus and they ain’t even servin' us peanuts
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| I learned this, back when they was servin' us free lunch
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| System 'bout as foul as a free throw
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| Tell me what the fuck a nigga know about a free throw
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| If everything that he thought stem from a remote
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| This is so that he know
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| I ain’t talkin' Yves Saint Laurent
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| But I’m been on Saint Laurent like a motherfucka
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| I’ve been in the 514, my French gettin' too clean
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| Customs is routine, eatin' hella poutine, I think I’m a buy one more
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| I’ve been in the 514, my French gettin' too clean
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| Customs is routine, eatin' hella poutine, I think I’m a buy one more
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| I ain’t talkin' Yves Saint Laurent
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| But I’m been on Saint Laurent like a motherfucka
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| On Saint Laurent like a motherfucka, I’ve been in the 514
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| Peep the passion, the thought he put in is hardly comparable
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| Speakin' of parabels, these days I find myself feelin' like Charles Barkley,
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| man all you niggas is terrible
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| So I just tell 'em, Southside in this motherfucka, got the presence of a
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| housefly
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| Everybody know I’m in this motherfucka, you can hear it when you listen
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| And I do it for the fan, Peter Griffin, we got no Meg
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| Ride good, nigga no pegs
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| Free Nation rebels, you need more lead, homie get your weight up
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| You know who I pray to when I wake up, no weapon formed, you don’t get spared
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| cause you less informed
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| I’m on my square cause we in a box, burners be like cinder blocks
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| Box sampled finna chop, door push it in the cold
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| You could feel it when a nigga spoke
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| Cause a nigga broke free and all the feelings of the fickled folk fuck with me
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| Pour a little passion and put it in your hope
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| Grow a little jasmine and put it in your smoke
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| Blow a little ash, it’ll take a bigger toke
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| Bumpin' Little Dragon, I take a drag thinkin' damn
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| Hope you see the symbols crashin' and a nigga note
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| Hope you see the symbols, hope you Stacy Dash
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| Hope you think quick fast when the trigger stroke
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| Hope you think quick fast, catch my ass in the 514
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| My French gettin' too clean
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| Customs is routine, eatin' hella poutine, I think I’m a buy one more
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| I mean I ain’t talkin' Yves Saint Laurent
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| But I’m been on Saint Laurent like a motherfucka
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| Overworked, overlooked, hella red
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| Tell 'em that I’m Type O for the bloodsuckas
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| Leeches, I’m 6'5"quit reachin'
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| Nigga’s only goals is the goal
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| Tell 'em low dollar, motherfuckas quit preachin'
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| I’ve been in the 514 (my French gettin' too clean)
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| I’ve been in the 514 (my French gettin' too clean)
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| Shoutout to the 514
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| Shoutout to the 514 (6'5"quit reachin') |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song 514 , by - Mick Jenkins. Song from the album The Water (S), in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп