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Part the Red Sea in red Louboutins, who the don?
Walk inside the club with all this Gucci on, youâve been warned
Packing heat like two LeBrons
And my crew is strong as Cali kush
It keep you (higher than heavenâs arms)
Gucci in my closet, pardon my head
Pardon my French, but Iâm on my Nas shit, off with your head
Off with your bitch, she offered me head, I offered her dick
Slid my black card at the reception, now we off in the Ritz
Iâm rolling this kush, she coughing and shit
Freak bitch named Jada love the LOX, I got her talkinâ to Kiss
Got my hands behind my head, now she all in the splits
Dick must be good âcause now she in Boston with bricks
Got a text on my iPhone, she caught with my shit
Off with a ten, she took it âcause sheâs far from a snitch
Hold her mama and her daddy down, got a sister at Georgetown
Paying her tuition so she ainât gotta be strippinâ
Itâs money so I ainât trippinâ, this bullshit get printed
Them banks get scoped out, black cars get rented
My Gucci suit tailored, my fade get tapered
You get sent to your maker, fuckinâ around with my paper, cuz I...
Part the Red Sea in red Louboutins, who the don?
Walk inside the club with all this Gucci on, youâve been warned
Packing heat like two LeBrons
And my crew is strong as Cali kush
It keep you (higher than heavenâs arms)
Hard bottom Ferragamos, IQ too much for mediocre convo
I know a Farrakhan though, three-story condo
IPod shuffling between Common, Jay Electronica and Bono
Armado, the last words of Paul Castellano
Nothinâ but endless paper and bitches for niggas I know
Smokinâ Cheeba, feeding divas McDonaldâs
All the way in Milano, ashinâ out Cohibas
Fuckinâ in that blue Aventador, the nose like Gonzo
Let a bitch get a breather, then she back hittinâ high notes
Throwinâ Louis luggage at dealerships, fuck a car note
15âs in everything, beating like Harpo
Rolling purple like Harpo, bitches by the car load
They wana see Prince, Iâm pulling strings like Carlos
Santana, now we in Magic, Atlanta
Wipinâ Ciroc off my Loubiâs with my Gucci bandana, cuz I...
Part the Red Sea in red Louboutins, who the don?
Walk inside the club with all this Gucci on, youâve been warned
Packing heat like two LeBrons
And my crew is strong as Cali kush
It keep you (higher than heavenâs arms)
Kanye with Kim now, Iâm happy for that nigga
Disrespect him or his wifey, I'll slap you for that nigga
Grew up listeninâ to Pac, now Iâm rappinâ for that nigga
My brother been dead 20 years, Iâm trappinâ for that nigga
God Flow like Pusha nâem, rose Phantom pushinâ âem
Splittinâ Louisville Sluggers open, puttinâ kush in âem
Ainât forgot about the Twin Towers, I blame Bush for them
Obama canât speak on it âcause the governmentâs shushinâ him
But thatâs my nigga though, still stackinâ figures
So one day Iâm top 5 and I can politic with Jigga though
I was just trying to Blueprint myself behind Jigga, though
And all them old disses, yo, bullshit, Thibodeau
He be where the Summer be, I be where the Winter go
Tomahawk the Bugatti, Florida State Seminole
Iâm out here tryna win a penant though
Never thought Iâd be legendary, but fuck it Iâm in it so
Part the Red Sea in red Louboutins, who the don?
Walk inside the club with all this Gucci on, youâve been warned
Packing heat like two LeBrons
And my crew is strong as Cali kush
It keep you (higher than heavenâs arms)
- Album:
- BLOODMOONYEAROFTHEWOLF
- 1992 (Bonus Track Edition)
- 92 Bars
- Baby You
- Sauce
- Streets of Compton
- Oke
- The Documentary 2.5
- The Documentary 2
- Red 2
- Free Game BWS Radio, Volume 3
- 100
- The Documentary
- BWS Radio 5.0
- OKE - Deluxe Edition
- The Red Room
- Street Wars 18: Go Hard or Go Home
- R.E.D. Files: The Prequel
- Hate It or Love It
- Sunday Service