Pulp Fiction
Vince G.
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In the kitchen and it's taysty Why you never come around when I don't have a dime See me doin well now they transform Optimus Prime Call her Mia Wallace way that bitch hitting my line Play no games like Jack Thompson so I don't got no time Money on mind VV's imma shine Dropping hits on hits my shit on repeat like a vine This right here exclusive I don't wear no Calvin Klein She so good at faking told that bitch to be a mime She caught up in fiction like her name was Robert Stein Pussy sound like pulp I got the juice so she gon ride 323 coupe my tires peelin like a rind Heard her man don't like me tell him he can meet my nine Money tall like Lannister's your stack short like Tyrion Pull up in that space coupe lookin like Valerian Buy it by the pound we steady smoking never in a drought Burn one with a bad lil spanish mama now she wild'n out Say she wanna blow my cannon Sucked me like a dannon Out of my hands can't plan this Real rockstar like Manson They see me winnin can't stand it Can't hear you from the mansion Covered in green I'm a namek I'm not from this planet I'm not from this planet She caught up in fiction like her name was Robert Stein Pussy sound like pulp I got the juice so she gon ride 323 coupe my tires peelin like a rind Heard her man don't like me tell him he can meet my nine Money on mind VV's imma shine Dropping hits on hits my shit on repeat like a vine This right here exclusive I don't wear no Calvin Klein She so good at faking told that bitch to be a mime Aye you can miss me Miss me with that bullshit that you on She think that it's chess I ain't a pawn Lil bitch I'm a boss yea I'm a don Watch me cut her off and then I'm gone Mowing competition like a lawn Try my dog get hit like my name John Hit the studio from light to dawn Kill a beat then send it back to spawn I don't check receipts don't need coupons Rich boy I make money when I yawn Bitch I rep AZ right near Tucson Got my future outlined like it's drawn Got my future outlined like it's drawn She caught up in fiction like her name was Robert Stein Pussy sound like pulp I got the juice so she gon ride 323 coupe my tires peelin like a rind Heard her man don't like me tell him he can meet my nine Money on mind VV's imma shine Dropping hits on hits my shit on repeat like a vine This right here exclusive I don't wear no Calvin Klein She so good at faking told that bitch to be a mime
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