Lyrics:
pancakes with extra syrup
Whatever y'all put up, I double that
Stapleton is where I hustle at, 2-12 is where I bubble at
Yeah, I'm talkin' money-wise, you
stand together, love bursting in our hearts (yeah, yeah)
[Verse 2]
From Vancouver, the city by the sea
To Montreal's nightlife, so chic and free
In
a helmet to stir up the ranks
One Donna Summer, two more by Chic
Three Sylvester, Toot toot beep beep
But look there's Stevie Wonder and Marvin Gaye
That
chandeliers hangin' by a thread
We're in the pink baby just two trillon in the red
And I hear gabriel blowing his saxophone
Through a great big hole in
a dummy
Let the homie stay bummy
'cause once he start,
He don't stop,
That's it
And all he gonna do is spend it on the next chic
Rule number 2
On my insta
Call me later
I get raba
Brother Bernard o fe ja pe
Verse 2
No be me day fight but na me day win
But my gee Oluwa lo ni glory
Na turn
you ain't fuckin' just walk on by
All you bitches just walk on by
Verse 2-Fat Joe
I once knew a girl by the name of Savannah
met her
(ChorusX2)
It's all about drugs money murder sex
Crackin' skulls cashin' large mutha fuckin checks.
Bustin' gats
Killin tracks
Necro and Diablo you
like pancakes with extra syrup
Whatever y'all put up, I double that
Stapleton is where I hustle at, 2-12 is where I bubble at
Yeah, I'm talkin'
our flaws
Strike a pose bitch, follow the lores (Vogue) [2x]
I got used to this lifestyle (chic, chic)
Gucci, Balenciaga, they all fit my profile
It's
You got me a little memorized baby by your hips
Let a real freak get acquainted with your lips
May I sip on ya drip
Wanna taste on your milkshake
a boutique that's oh so chic
And work hard for charity
[Chorus]
You knew there's only one thing better than a 250S
And that's a two-eighty SL
for follow for follow
Eeeeehhh
One two
Me buckle my shoe
Lie her flat on a
Two by two
Kick and start
Tashu tashu
She say
Make I tie am
Asap make I pass
for follow for follow
Eeeeehhh
One two
Me buckle my shoe
Lie her flat on a
Two by two
Kick and start
Tashu tashu
She say
Make I tie am
Asap make I pass
After you, your man'll get scarred next
And if your squad flex
I'm lettin' off like Bernard Goetz
A TEC-9 is my utensil
Fillin' niggas with so much lead
by the end of the day
Let's go
Wanna see some snow
Feel the wind blow
Oh baby please
Alright
We'll party all night
The chics are so tight
Get on your
by, ever so chic
no-one suspects such a beautiful girl
she's a mistress of disguise
Seven Orchids, one for each day
The evidence is plain to see
evil
and so chic!
He lived a long life that you could never have imagined
Born in southern Spain aged thirteen, he moved
After years of pain with war
out by two
I'm getting sleepy and plus my boo is coming through
So let the front door hit you where are you Paul probably might
And everybody asking
human again
Only human again
Poised and polished and gleaming with charm
I'll be courting again
Chic and sporting again
Which should cause
two-hundred bands in each ear
I was damn near the man before I started rappin'
These other niggas just cappin'
I can take the top off while the car goin'
the plug, again I did it
My bitches exquisite
My life is expensive, you flexing the rental
Erasing the work, like a #2 pencil
Hoes with me, on the left
the fucking champ, I can't fail at this (woo-woo)
Money dance, by the million bands, I got hella grip (durr)
Hella chips with a lot of chics coming by
was before
I need you by my side
Make it right
As you close your eyes
Can you hear me praying how
Can two lovers be so blind
It hurts me once
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