{Scratches} (x4)
“Dough don’t respect me, it got me handcuffed. The rough life”
Smoking on biscotti
Marble in the new lobby, n#gg#s still starving
Reach 21, mission accomplished, you listening to don sh#t
n#gg#s finding fishes in their Converse
I’m pitching off the mound first, Dwight Gooden, street life put in
Rappers’ delight, my team might push in
Man, I been cooking that recipe, y’all gone need a extra fee
Three-piece suit, yeah, that’s integrity, the Genovese
Crossed the T’s and dotted the I’s, read the Malachi
Double homicide, I’m in the booth, that was my alibi
Palestine paper, hear me, it’s just an enterprise
I sped around the block in a Benz, sprinter coke inside
The Pez dispenser, I been rocking like Led Zeppelin
Disappear in ten seconds, rental and the best western
Talk game like I’m Craig Sager
Velour suit, left leg up, mountains out in Venezuela
“The cee-lo rollers money folders. I just be up nights, breathin’ with scuffed Nike’s
Pour my beers for my peoples under the stairs. Seven hundred wives, King Solomon size
The cee-lo rollers money folders. I just be up nights, breathin’ with scuffed Nike’s
Pour my beers for my peoples under the stairs. The cee-lo rollers money folders.”
Used to sip Bacardi 5th
In the field, doing flips like I’m Ozzie Smith
Top gun kamikaze, sh#t feel like I body build
Tommy Hill, think that it’s the 90’s still, shiny grill
On my lower teeth, n#gg#, shout to the Lower East
Been getting it since rotary phones, golden rosary
Oldsmobile color ovaltine, rhyming is still my go to thing
$500 on belts just to hold my jeans
Don’t know the code of the streets, but wanna get the lingo
Pink flamingo, Miami nights, another sequel
Collect in cee-lo or the roulette, maroon ship two deck
Nautica sailing sh#t on my crewneck
Psychedelic mushroom chef, culinary arts
Exquisite customary, my darts with punctuation marks
Come through in any part of the hood, you know, worldwide
Gators polished from Earl shine, handy that pearl nine
“The cee-lo rollers money folders. I just be up nights, breathin’ with scuffed Nike’s
Pour my beers for my peoples under the stairs. Seven hundred wives, King Solomon size
The cee-lo rollers money folders. I just be up nights, breathin’ with scuffed Nike’s
Pour my beers for my peoples under the stairs. The cee-lo rollers money folders.”
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