Lyrics:
you hit up the Haitian Sicilians"
80 bars, 80 scars
They try to kill us off since the days of the brilliant Moors
May they ships pull up to the Sicilian shores
So I hustle more, ain't no justice for
dead pigeon
If your mafiosos then I'm bringin' on Haitian Sicilians
Nobody's shootin', my body's made of hand grenade
Girl bled to death while she was
I smell like a billion
This black Moor, love Sicilian
Ladies and divas, fly goon that’s my story
When the moon hit's your eye
Like a big pizza pie
or a pawn?
I came from a scene where the kids on water
God forbid they see five, get your things, hit the border
Like a Sicilian defense
Go ahead and play
the revelation
Polygram buy Def Jam for twenty million
MCA buy Polygram for eleven billion
I come to Sony and get pimped by the Haitian-Sicilians
of the moon
I, solar and polar
I blow hash smoke through my nasal
My appraisal is 30 million
Wu-Tang third battalion, rush like Hannibal raiding Sicilians
Motolla
Momma always told me "you're one in a million"
Always watch your back, never tangle with Haitian Sicilians
Now I got a record deal "how does it
the revelation
Polygram buy Def Jam for twenty million
MCA buy Polygram for eleven billion
I come to Sony and get pimped by the Haitian-Sicilians
Polygram for eleven billion
I come to Sony and get pimped by the Haitian-Sicilians
And I'll even, get you an ad in "The Source"
You'll be the first rapper
wreck this shit
Nigga hide the blunt, I smell the piff
While I'm tippin' corners, I'm rollin' with foreigners
My hoes be Brazilian, Sicilian, Honduras
Specialist, 40-karat Sicilian necklace
Matching bracelet, cream team crisp the basic
a villain, Das EFX'll make a killin'
And grab the cheese up like Sicilians cos
[Chorus: x2]
Got the funds
This rap shit was fun, kid
We hold big
the club
These women feel like I'm the one, I got Sicilian in my blood
Plus, Big Tim and Herb stay on my side
Count it up, eight figures while stayin'
funny niggaz know the sewer style is nutty
Give me the money 'cause I'm tryin to make a million
Rollin with my clique and yo we dick like a sicilian
Stay on my square like Sicilian slice (Jesus is my spring)
Powers spread like Jiffy
It make perfect sense, you try to get out a bite, I snicker
I
made steel pipes insulated
Peru connects even the coke gets catered
Hosted by sicilian chefs with bowtie pasta
Ransom notes scripted and big eyed
to sell it if you scared, we cut up squares like we Sicilian
I'm prepared to count a billion
I seen shootouts in the playground, where nobody was safe
cooler than a million, I be chillin'
S'til quick to slice squares like Sicilians
Don't make me have to hurt them feelings
I'll ruin you in the dirt that
cooler than a million, I be chillin'
S'til quick to slice squares like Sicilians
Don't make me have to hurt them feelings
I'll ruin you in the dirt that
I'mma keep me a millennium, yeah the black nine
And my shooter be Sicilian, they hand made mine
All these baguettes and these Cuban make a bitch go
Alpo, Alpo
Fuck er from the back, spread champagne on a ho
Alpo, Alpo
Fuck er from the back, spread champagne on a ho
Money Sicilian, bitch I'm Alpo
Pierre, Papi you're 'bout to be a whole millionaire
Davo coming out the cut with a chick with Sicilian hair
Mansa dropping next month, you niggas should
motherfuckers
Master yours
My disaster cause hell in gas drawls
The supervillain, cooler than a million
I be chillin'
Still quick to slice squares like Sicilians
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