Lyrics:
told my last hoe I don't
Need a bitch (I don't need you, Ho)
Told my niggas I came up and grew up with
(you can have it) , you
Can hand me your watches
a miraj
Treat you like Earnie I give you a job
Private the island we isolated
Upgraded every girl that I dated
We buy the watches and we flood the faces
movies,
But I still look fly with the flyest guys gold watches and buss down jewellery,
We’re so unruly
(Verse)
These nxggas be talking crud let’s just
Benz's and vets
Beckett on my fingaz, Rolex watches
Hoes on the block, bounce that ass, I mean pussy poppin'
Label me an alien, just like Outkast
intro
Jewellery
watches are part of who we are as hip-hip
I'm out here with ma boy lilk and he bout to be a watch Gang collector
he all about
Diamond rings fall out of boxes
And I remember getting lost in
Losing snakeskin
Fixing your broken watches
The chains on the fence
Wrapped around
My aura is blinding, by the way that these watches be shining
All my stars is aligning, I'm drippin' in gold like the Mayans
Stand by my side, my
Iced out watch, man I’m finna go hard
Bad ass bitch, man I’m finna go fuck
S-Class Benz in my whole gang wyling
I got many watches for the different
Arabian Nights
Sword to my throat but I never take flight
Hop off the flight
Me and my dudes zooming into the night
Original sin
Adam and Eve, we got
shit
I got a lot of watches you cant tell the type of time this is
The glisten from the rocks all the broke boys cant relate to this
Broke boy shit broke
Arabian sword smith
Get me sharper than a swordfish
The collection is enormous
Taste eclectic like the bourgeoise; shades and soup tortoise
Still riding
business man in my hood
You doubting me good I'm the busiest business man in my hood
Fuck a 9 to 5
I make 95 off yeezy boosts no 95s
Move jewellery
was the greatest
Everybody staring at they phone these humans is strange I don't belong
Heart of a lion with a old souls
Won't be defined by jewellery
the jewellery, please listen to my request and hold the reigns of your horses)
Eiya banana baago sume, baatanro shingaar mahri raaj ri galiya man ghudla thaam
JUST CAN'T LOSE
EVERYONE WATCHES, TO GET JUST A CLUE
BUT YOU'LL ONLY SEE, JUST WHAT HE WANTS YOU TO
CHANT 2
LONDON-NEW YORK-HONG KONG-TOKYO
C4-WALL
never going back
Picture us in the cut, eating shrimp, living lavish
All my chains are gold; all your jewellery brass
My truth is my weapon
I let it
masking
Cos the jewellery just enhances
The ever lasting search for the truth
When will you see the answers
Since Croydon College
Thought I was naive
Got her own money
Put that shit on my wishlist
Swiss made watches
Chains on spotless
Look at my pockets
Motherfuckers can't stop this
I don't give
Now sit back
And watch her control destiny
With her wine and design jewellery
She has placed
A mat at the base of the step
That reads, welcome home,
and jewellery is vanity
Shows at the O2 Academy
Now these promoters got racks on me
I blow a bag when I feel like
Go Versace when I feel like
Roll with my strap
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