Lyrics:
On cigar, on vè Maroon
On cigar, on vè Maroon
On cigar, on vè Maroon
On cigar, on vè Maroon
Bitch an mwen ni dé gou luxe
I vé nou tayé Dominik
Vice city
Chain smoking cigars
Leading enterprises like my name was captain Picard
We trapped and we lost
See I was Raised up in them city streets
Corner
and dime
Never celebrated with cigar and wine
All I remember is fucked up times
All I remember is fucked up times
Getting fucked up off of hellwater and dime
take shots at the bar
(Bar)
Roll a fifty pack in my cigar
(My cigar)
Im bringing the smoke that make em ring off the alarm
And that's on god nigga,
Riding in the city and yeah, yeah
Riding in the city and they looking at us
Cigar out the what, what, yeah
Riding in the city
And they looking at us
o
We be like ten
We no dey like green bottles o
No gimmi beer
Trap nigga
We only dey smoke loud o
No cigar
Shay you dey feel
seems to notice
Don't like cigarettes, I smoke cigars with my oldest
Empty-branded watch on my arm, yea it's priceless
Six-dollar shades on my face, yea
smoking cigars with Fidel
We'll be smoking cigars with Fidel
On the sunny Cuban beaches, we know all will be quite well
We'll be smoking cigars with Fidel
feeling away from me
If I wanted to I could get you anything in the world you want
Fur coat snake shoes and a fancy car
Make a pimp wanna smoke a cigar
I
We're smoking black dog cigars black 85 Benz
All black five percent with the black out rims
Peanut Butter on the leather Gold shades for the weather
can't hold my keep
I feel the Lightning
Edging Closer
As my legs slam down to the ground
I look for Shelter
In the City
And through the pouring rain I see
the trap jumping(jump)
I got my jams thumping(thump)
I got my whole crew in(mos)
Hot music brewing(of course)
Everything we doing(force)
Super fire, yeah
Top down, riding clean
Swinging through, swinging through (In my city that's the way we ride)
Top down, riding clean
Swinging through with
Top down, riding clean
Swinging through, swinging through (In my city that's the way we ride)
Top down, riding clean
Swinging through with
of polished leather
A heavy horse and a tumbling sky
Brewing heavy weather
Bring a song for the evening
Clean brass to flash the dawn
Across these acres
of polished leather
A heavy horse and a tumbling sky
Brewing heavy weather
Bring a song for the evening
Clean brass to flash the dawn
Across these acres
Rancid sewage emerging from the drain
Food undercooked, stomach is in pain
Dumping season has begun again
I smell trouble brewing from within
Find
of polished leather
A heavy horse and a tumbling sky
Brewing heavy weather
Bring a song for the evening
Clean brass to flash the dawn
Across these acres
Miami Florida, Ocean breeze, Virginia key
Crystal clear waters, everywhere with Palm Trees
City Road take me home where I belong
City Road take me
high and neva look back and u don't wanna try me don't
I look strapped
I come from the hardest city ain't nobody
Fuckin wit it got a black and gold sole
to light this weed in my cigars
Fuccin' wit succas you niggas is fraud
Don't play w me pussy I know bout a broad
All bout my paper
If you niggas talkin' bout
looking up past the city lights
But the city lights got in my way
See the constellation ride across the sky
No cigar, no lady on his arm
Just a guy
patient
Set it off fuck your hesitation
I’m a legend in the making
Tunnel vision channeling the hatred
Isolated
Tracks brewing in the basement
Set it off
mountain majesty
Whisper comfort words for me to hear
You're my mountain, majesty
My mountain majesty
Trouble started brewing the night that we danced our
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