I told Swizz they ain't for the smoke though (oh!) Still got niggas that be guns at the po-po Probably got a picture of your auntie in my That was you in the building when she was hoppin' out my Shit, but what you like 19 But you still never had like 19 thou' In my day I had to work to bring the white fiends some crackheads around, just to wipe the V down Why drink when Jay got Aces? Free Leek he was with me the day up in Aces Bunch of pretty watches with the up faces We got them lawyers we can call to close up the cases Shit, I'm from Harlem, I stunt in is outrageous Went up in the dealer just to cop outrageous Yeah we got parents, but the drug raised us And shit, I prayed to God, but the lord never us So we stuck what we stuck, what was fuckin' with I pack guns with shoulder stocks with the muffler We take trips to different places with the attached Or the Maybach, press a button relax
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Supreme Court hearings, new McLarens Suede seats, Tiptronic steering Baby is art that come with no commission be a blind man, but you gotta know the vision Private jets just to blow the Parden me 'cause I been accused of male Gettin' in the whip, and havin' no collisions Never 'cause I keep that fully loaded with em Shit, you know I gotta the bros in prison (eastside) My nigga is like a blow magician Shit, he cook it up and watch it Shit, now light it up and let it hit the air (light up) I was spittin' Ace of Spade all in this ear I told her, like women like Richard Gere Uh, guns and stay fly is a part of us Four bitches packed up in the Benz, it's a party bus All this tough talk, but niggas as hard as us I cook coke at the kitchen, watch it up
Oh my, oh my gosh, oh my gosh, oh my Oh my, oh my gosh, oh my gosh, oh my My, oh my gosh, oh my gosh, oh my