Lyrics:
Watching my every movement
Resort to my defense mechanisms
Sicilian
My secrets scattered in the CDs
I hope you can read between them
Keep pushing like
either mob or pizza yolo
And I'm in love with gold and pearls
Sicilian turquoise skies
And making her pussy purr
šampanjac
Braća dignu tu sumu, znaju da imam plan
Da mojim putem prođu svi
K'o Sicilian banda
Vutra prija mi, kul je al' me gura u nerad
Skloni digitron,
Oh, Innocent smiles, how they put you to shame
Same televised lines. I've seen the film before
Sicilian men, they're going to save their name
Leaving
Four-hundred degrees, I'm hot now
See, I told them bitches, that new Murciélago
Can only fit two, so not now
Sicilian shores, tryna keep the ground
Yeah, I look Sicilian and talk like Italians
You know the boot that is kickin' the island
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Flying commercial, I need it be private
sipping coffee out in Cuba with a bad barista
I'ma cross meridians to hang with Argentinians
The heat with the Sicilians, and party with Floridians
Then
a pretty Sicilian up in my kitchen that's cooking and servin' me chicken
And that's just perks of the job I guess, but I digress
Cause I am just
So out
Like Sicilians, or gorillas, or civilians and militias who decided they wanted different
Had to switch up my job
Even though I wasn't on the block
I
societies, dribbling
The most traitorous turn on the sibling
Many milling for millions though the system's belittling
I honour family bonds like I'm Sicilian
zebras and Sicilians
Predicting stardom like a swami
I'm all about cold cuts, a t-bone soft red, and fly pastrami
Eatin hearty like Luke Abrasi, I gotta
and my mom's side's Sicilian
Which means when I'm talkin' they assume that I'm yellin'
I wanna shift culture for all my independents
This is the land
racist
He just wanted to find a
Wife and have children
But had to live in fear
Because they were Sicilians
Trouble communicating because he ain't
Speak
lighters from Lilian
You don't want a war
You'll be warrin' with the Sicilians
Kiss the ring
Vinnie the King like he Arthur Williams
The man from Planet Risk
thoughts are thesis, y'all talk facetious
Bitch motherfuckers rip you all to pieces
You often beasted, we Portericains
Sicilian motherfuckers who will
Toss
Sicilian
Shots gon' fly-y-y ya better get lo-o-ow
Ya wanna ask why-y-y
Ya mama cry no-o-o (Woo) shots gon' fly-y-y
Ya better get lo-o-ow ya wanna ask
A hundred round drum and it'll
Clear the fuckin' floor
Yeah, yeah pack Pistol Pazzy and all that
The Sicilian Shooter y'nam sayin'?
Philly in this mahfucker,
(skrrt)
You don't wanna step over the line
'Cause you know that line gettin' taped off (let's go, go, go)
A million links, huh, Sicilian minks
That
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