Westside Gunn - Messhall Talk - Tekst piosenki, lyrics - teksciki.pl

22.09.2014

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Tekst piosenki
[Intro] Yo, you should've fucking seen me, nigga I step through, I had the Reagan era sweatsuit on with the bucket and shit, knahmean?! The fucking Clarks had the (?) strings in 'em Yo, the shit was stup' yo I told you to fuck with me, nigga Man, yo, the shit was wild though, on some G shit [Verse 1] Make way for the marvelous Cop so much Ace, they ran out of sparklers, word Pissy hallways we made the offices MAC in his face, you swear he had Parkinson's Niggas on the block say I'm starving 'em Pardon my Jag The roof I had shhhhhhh Dapper Dan guts in the 88 Galliano sweatsuit, the little (?) .40 caliber chrome, I shall roam Seek and destroy niggas, demolish they thrones MCM backpack with gats in 'em Streets or prison, they both got plenty rats in 'em If fly was a crime I'd be in maximum Let me out for an hour, I might stab a nigga Playing chess with other bosses Made a few moves, realizing that they novice, yo Hibachi shrimp laying next to swordfish Gargle some Louie and spit it in ya fucking face Enough face, let us get the plug Roll ya body in a Persian rug, word to blood Lanvin low tops with my two step Smash ya favorite rapper like "who's next?" Even if ya broke you better pay attention Bear witness to the flyest muh'fucka living [Chorus] Wipe my tears with 100s Maybachs in 5 different colors In the mess hall politicking dope numbers I'ma rock my tans creased the whole summer You can never live how I live A million in cash, all 1s, 5s and 10s A million in cash, all 1s, 5s and 10s [Verse 2] Bugatti bucket on the 33 Heard Tom Ford wanna murder me Cashmere Pumas, 'bout to serve a ki Biggest chain you ever seen on, getting my Kareem on That's posting You see I'm Michael, left Fredo in the ocean Am I my brother's keeper? Smoking Cubans with my feet up They was still running the race, they couldn't keep up, nah Fed cover poses with my jewels on 30 R6 shells'll knock ya shoes off Peruvian flake, great, let's get richer Your work stepped on, nobody fucking with ya Mentality is like Escobar Fresh off the boat, the cocaine Aston Mar' Up in Bergdorf like a fucking addict H buckle on my arm, I got a Jew habit Maserati jeep, I gotta fucking have it Dana dane, buy big boats like Kane got Me and (?) grew up in the same spot Niggas got fly off the same pots I'ma be forever rich, Lord willing Billion in the floor, million in the fucking ceiling Even if ya broke you better pay attention Bear witness to the flyest muh'fucka living [Chorus] Wipe my tears with 100s Maybachs in 5 different colors In the mess hall politicking dope numbers I'ma rock my tans creased the whole summer You can never live how I live A million in cash, all 1s, 5s and 10s A million in cash, all 1s, 5s and 10s [Outro] Ayo, then, fuckin Donna Karan came through and shit Hopped out the Lam', whatever You know I used to fuck her and shit Knahmean?! We went to the Tom Ford show, knahmean?! Yeah yo, I seen nigga, Tom Ford pollying So you know I tried to make way over here Niggas looking like "Yo, who the fuck is this nigga, man?" Yo, you know me, I got in my feelings man I punched the fuck out that nigga Tom Ford, man, yo Niggas bum rush me Kick me out the shit or whatever, man But yo, heard the nigga Tom Ford nigga wanna get at me and shit But knahmean, it's nothing, man I told that nigga City, man, knahmean, this shit handled "What kind of mulignans are these?" "They call themselves gangsters." "It's a new fucking day." "Fucking depressing."
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