| I eat the fried calamari with the kobe steak
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| My bitch eat pussy even though she straight
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| I clean the plate and then she throw me face
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| I take her drawers off, a plush beat down at the waldorf
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| I’m whipping the wrangler with the doors off
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| The young Nino, sawed off shooter torpedo leave you in the fetal
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| Living like Vito Andolini in his early age
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| All my opponents meet an early grave
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| So pray you see them pearly gates
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| I treat that .40 caliber just like excalibur
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| My hammer game compares to Gallagher
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| Tell any challenger I’ll change your calendar
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| I cut your day short, a made boss, Bernie Madoff, beige porsche
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| Fuck a loss, tuck the corpse then we cut the costs
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| Ain’t no checking for his vital signs
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| The devil checking for a idle mind
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| Flight to the top, check the arrival time
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| Peasants idolize, they know the title’s mine
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| We made it from the rags to the riches
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| I brought the dope, who brought the swishers
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| I cook the yola in the kitchen, bag it up and then she do the dishes
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| Everything we do is so explicit
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| We made it from the rags to the riches
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| That surf and turf is so delicious
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| Get all my niggas out of jail and excel is my only wishes
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| Everything we do is so explicit
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| Killer nigga roll a joint with his obituary
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| Tattle-tailing type a shit to get you niggas buried
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| Catch me twisted in the cemetery
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| I’m legendary, cold as Ben & Jerry’s, shoot like Jason Terry
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| So much money that she started crying tears of joy
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| But got it all from moving squares of boy
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| I light the loud and I inhale the noise, but still I keep my poise
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| I get her moist soon as she hear my voice
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| Ain’t taking shorts see I need every payment
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| The prosecution pushing for arraignments
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| Ducking detainment but still on the pavement
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| Like the laces of a pair of asics, you know the basis
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| Came up from the basement, now it’s the top floor
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| I chop the raw and then get mop by your top whore
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| Still got them Glocks tucked in the sock drawer
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| I smoke the pot while the yacht tours
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| The shots pour while our stocks soar
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| I smoke the pot while the yacht tours
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| We made it from the rags to the riches
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| I brought the dope, who brought the swishers
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| I cook the yola in the kitchen, bag it up and then she do the dishes
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| Everything we do is so explicit
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| We made it from the rags to the riches
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| That surf and turf is so delicious
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| Get all my niggas out of jail and excel is my only wishes
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| Everything we do is so explicit |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song So Explicit , by - Sha Hef. Song from the album Mafioso Psalms, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп