| Yeah, no wedding shoes
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| What the fuck a wife do? |
| No wedding shoes
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| Yeah, no wedding shoes
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| What the fuck a wife do? |
| No wedding shoes
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| Who you? |
| Who come through doing kung-fu
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| Jiujitsu, eating kung pow in the thunder storm, tornado sized symbol on my
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| Guess jeans
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| You on the guest list
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| You wanna French kiss? |
| I gotta double check your French tips
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| Hygiene clean, you Jean dream, I dream, I dream shake like Hakeem Olajuwon
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| Diplo tripping, talking 'bout, «You gotta focus on the lyrics in your songs,
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| a lot is riding on this album»
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| Man, fuck that give me pizza chain on medallion
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| Candy-gray Maybach
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| Her ass stay flat
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| «You really shouldn’t say that»
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| Man, its RiFF RAFF, thirty K or better when I touch stage
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| Girl, I crush the stage, rich kids bum-rush the stage
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| Broke ones get rich too, trade-in Isuzus, buy new friends too, remove tattoos
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| I rock turtleneck and it’s see-through
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| Yeah, it’s a clear turtleneck (Clear color)
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| Come and check, Versace Glock in my glove box
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| Make sure that I got a custom-built house with the waterslide from the top
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| floor to the living room Jacuzzi
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| Electric maid cleans the house Jetson Judy, big booty
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| You can be eighteen with some soft hands
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| Aw, shit, look who it is, it’s the Gucci Mane with the spray tan
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| Wait, let’s go back to the part near the start when you was talking 'bout the
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| cleanliness underneath the fingernails
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| Thirty bad bitches? |
| That’s an epic fail, can’t do that
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| Who’s that? |
| Who’s who?
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| I can ball at the mall, shoot hoops too
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| Whole crew rockin' suits made by Bruce Bruce
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| And my wood wheel is a blue spruce (It's a blue spruce)
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| Damn, okay, RiFF, feel me? |
| Yeah
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| She had a vibe I could vibe with, but while we was flyin'
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| I had to go sit by the pilot 'cause she smelled like Rikers Island
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| Straight mack, straight stiff arm, where the mayor at?
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| Can I get some real promotion? |
| Man, where the fuck my label at?
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| It’s RiFF RAFF, hit a couple lines of rice
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| 'Cause I’m trying to get my six-pack back
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| Used to move packs at your preschool, no common sense
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| But I don’t sit on the bench, rap game Johnny Bench
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| With my fists clenched
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| Waiting on my chance to ball
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| Waiting on you to fall off softly
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| Used to move ounces through my counselor’s office
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| Eight ball in my back pocket, but I do not play pool
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| Play by the pool, ten tan babes drool while I lay by the—
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| Ooh man, just working on my skin tone
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| What the fuck you expect from the butterscotch boss?
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| When I floss, rap game Randy Moss
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| In the cotton candy Buick sittin' on Brazilian gloss, RiFF
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| Hope you ready for that NEON iCON, it just dropped right now
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| Came through in the Benz bright brown |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Introducing The Icon , by - Riff Raff. Song from the album Neon Icon, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп