Lyrics:
Hothouse flower
Waterlogged
All worn down
By a salty fog
Silk born
Thin skin
Weak from the breeze
You don't have
To earn anything
To survive
You
telling
Will I fuck em will I diss em, that's what these hoes yelling
I'm a pimp by blood, not relation
Y'all still chase on, I'll replace on, punks
Drunk
(One, two)
Well, when you're sitting there in your silk upholstered chair
Talkin' to some rich folk that you know
Well, I hope you won't see me
Chillin' by the sea somewhere in Puerto
We just want a visa for the flight, ayo
Fixing up a drink in the alcove
While my body's silhouettin' in a silk robe
I
down to fuck
Fuck around and get caught, got the footage in my phone
Hit Delfina Delettrez by the night,
20 Karat Pink ice in rose gold like I like
Cop
In a city made of silk
he is hanging on a string
from the top of a building
where he heard an angel sing
In a smoke stained whiskey bar
in a red
man tellin' us it ain't gon' rain
So now we sittin' in a drop-top, soakin' wet
In a silk suit, tryin' not to sweat
Hit somersaults without the net
like
Lucky for you, that's what I like
That's what I like
We'll love by the fire at night
Silk sheets and diamonds all white
Lucky for you, that's what I
And the mission don't stop till the casket drop
I'm protected by the tech
And the teflon vest
And we earn that respect
Cause we worked so hard so put that
Old lovers held by a chain
Its links to the past
Hardly bearing the strain
Of the weakness to break it and
Start out again they're held by a chain
Well I was cool and sitting by the phone and waiting for
A ring with a female voice or a date or an invitation
To a nightclub for some minglin'
Then
there is a Diamond Moon revolving me by
cursed to the end, in a field of highs
like a perpetual tease, you kill me again,
and repeats in the fade
Over and over
I reach for a love
And it's made from marble statues
And I'm wearing silk gloves
I'm standing in gift shop sculpture aisles again
what these hoes yellin
I'm a pimp by blood, not relation
Y'all still chase on, I'll replace on, punks
Drunk of Dom, silk and gators
Spittin words makin
Paula came from Washington with long golden hair
Twenty eight dollars in a fake silk purse and a leather skirt to wear
Shane came from Dublin town
ya
Partner, let me upgrade ya
I can do for you what Martin did for the people
Ran by the man, but the women keep the tempo
It's very seldom that
in the attic
Like Dish Network, I’m top floor by
The blue shore
That’s Lil Boat, with the biggest ego
Flyer than a seagull
Every time you see me out
it
Have a bye bye posers try to hang? Then we
Hang 'em by the collar
Silk, lannie, Rare Breed family
Stunting hard like a black circus, voila
Breed up
we do the walk-by (yee)
On your new picture, we archive (uh)
If we cross paths, leave you cross-eyed
Had to slap a bitch, she chose the wrong side
Kissed me in the rain by the Rue Voltaire
It's a perfectly good way to ruin those silk shoes
Still, seven hours
Nothing but clouds
And it's enough
You wrap me in your spider silk
And gave me hope for the worst disease
'Cause while your standing by my side
You break my bones and drain my arteries
bust the top hat
You slip into some silk, yeah, I got that
Dogg's gonna get ya, a nigga gonna hit ya
If it's alright with ya
I wanna get to know ya oh
igniting my fuse
I was blinded by the blackness
Of her long silk stockings
She was rocking with an optical illusion
This ain't how I'd thought it'd be
Dance floor flooded, hands in the air
Bar in the back, ballers in the rear
Find me 'round there, bottles by the pair, yeah
All night 'cause it feels real
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