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|Vintage||Vintage Trouble||SVK + G (Vintage)|
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nigga, you share a profit, ah! This is what they want, I'm the one This is vintage from 1990 - somethin' I'm the son of the pioneer that got you niggas
Versace, they vintage (shades) And she love to get high, we got the gas in the swishers (gas) She know that I'm a criminal, I'm an alien got tentacles
Yeah I'm home now, it's over now, so Yeah She got a thing for Chanel vintage that dropped before she could speak English Do you love me or love
Vintage tee, brand new phone High heels on cobblestones When you are young, they assume you know nothing Sequin smile, black lipstick Sensual
bangin' before a nigga entered in No facade I went from the yard to a 3 car garage To instant manaj's just vintage, relentless I mean this I promise No
the ocean Oceans, oceans We the wave like a ocean Oceans, oceans I been drownin' in the ocean Vintage pieces I don't got no other options Savage, bad
Elevated innovation over ignorance I represent it Suburban tinted, fiver that's percentage Closed cur but the Mac-11 muzzle vintage Go flourish, double
to take us a vacation I'm about to put all this vintage loving on you Baby like it was the late 80s When you ride on me, baby rotate it He giving me
about 30 minutes From the effects that you feel from the bag of spinach It's vintage, authentic, I have no limits C walk in the party, let the Crips up
make that paper Play the game the way the game's supposed to be played No time for haters, gotta make that paper Cut off vintage tees, Versace bed
to tradition My vintage disposition My sincere architecture And I want to cook him dinner But I'm more indecisive then ever And who believes in forever?
the autumn of the year And now I think of my life as vintage wine From fine old kegs From the brim to the dregs And it poured sweet and clear It was
close I can taste it I see what's mine and take it (Finders keepers, losers weepers) Oh yeah Sycophants on velvet sofas Lavish mansions, vintage
kindly and invited them to dine On yams and clams and human hams and vintage coconut wine The taste of which was filthy, but the after-effects divine Poor
stored Stops on a bracero's prayer On the dawn of a vintage cruise Calms the wine of this rendezvous Room for two in view of sonoma Back when ramona
escape from? Thought I saw God's face on the design on my vintage Claiborne Swear I see 'em every day in the bus or the train Or the billboards out
got that feelin', I, I got that feelin' tonight I've been craving a classic, ok, baby That vintage '79 These trends are gettin' too tragic So come
the pumps out of the ground With a big vintage John Deere Well I have soldiers on my payroll Standing guard on my front drive Snipers on the roof poised
jewelry in HD Silent rage, pristine in my vintage shades I'm not in the winters of my life or the beginning stage, I am the dragon Maserati, pumpin'
safety Since the Tunnel and Skate Key, my jewelry in HD Silent rage, pristine in my vintage shades I'm not in the winters of my life or the beginning
watch the kids like a daycare I don't play games, no I'm not the fair I got Hot Wheels like a motherfuckin' chariot Chanel Vintage but this shit is
Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord; He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored; He hath loosed
in the autumn of my years And now I think of my life as vintage wine from fine old kegs But from the brim to the dregs, it poured sweet and clear It
a dinner coat And vintage Fila like I'm the ghost of Domencio On any day getting throwed in a tinted vehicle Like a old BK gangsta, but I'm the CEO