Punch Bowl
No Malice, Clipse, Nigo, Pusha T
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Yeah, yeah, yeah Punch bowl full of car keys for all my friends You get to pick your own Benz Punch bowl full of car keys for all my friends You get to pick your own Benz The new bug-eye in front of my mama house The new time off private Bahama routes My new attorney get Jeffrey Dahmer out And all that shit I told Obama about, ask him Shed nightmares of feds rushin' in Shared my world, they couldn't touch us in I got it and lost it and got rich again While y'all signed papers and handed pictures in Taught you to fish to become fisherman I ain't washed this money for you to risk again We had Cipriani's, we ain't cheapin' in Niggas fightin' to pay when you got richer friends My manager started off as my publicist He buy GT2s and bunch of other shit My 4 AM friends that I trusted in And twenty years later, they still crushin' it So every vacation is still us again Is baby seats back at the Cullinans? The new Bubba Watson without the Mulligan And I put all that shit under my government Punch bowl full of car keys for all my friends You get to pick your own Benz Punch bowl full of car keys for all my friends You get to pick your own Benz The new bug-eye in front of my mama house The new time off private Bahama routes My new attorney get Jeffrey Dahmer out And all that shit I told Obama about, ask him My entire life's been blessed beyond measure If this marks the end of an era, it's been a pleasure The wings still weighs under Carreras The dream's still king like it's Correta The dream still big like Ms. Valleta My ching go bling, meet me in Dulles Covered in tats like it was colors The last Narco without the mullet (Yeah) You can't compare us to such and such's Rappin' and couples don't do it justice Arm and Hammer, you can't touch us We crossed our fingers before we flushed it When it ain't come back, I was disgusted Flip my wig like I was Dudus Die for my chain, rather than tuck it My crown is leanin', I must adjust it Punch bowl full of car keys for all my friends You get to pick your own Benz Punch bowl full of car keys for all my friends You get to pick your own Benz The new bug-eye in front of my mama house The new time off private Bahama routes My new attorney get Jeffrey Dahmer out And all that shit I told Obama about, ask him Yeah
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Written by: Gene Thorton, Terrence Thorton, Pharrell Williams
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