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Yea All Hail Y.T. And my Homie AD You know how we do Know what I'm saying We bout to shift gears on niggas, ya feel me Oh we in Sports Mode You already know homie Double 0 Danza Anthony - Sean Connery I couldn't brake my bond I'm still serving these zombies Five speed pop the clutch I go hungry Bag full of whites, I do my own laundry Not a stain on me, just the piece on me I don't bend or fold, It ain't a crease on me I kept It short like Martin and Cole I gotta go Probably never saw me Hid the work like Tommy New niggas is beyond me Rap niggas behind me I been butter for years And It still gets slimy I'm at the Deli, green olives and salami Really out the way But yo bitch tryna find me You gotta duck on yo line I gotta queen lurking We talking money and progression in between flirting I usually don't do this But it been working Certified in sports mode, yea I been certain Living every day like a hustle All my flips gotta double Adding pieces to the puzzle Medusa head on the buckle Whip foreigns to the muscles In a flash I'll dust you Every day like a hustle All my flips gotta double Adding pieces to the puzzle Luccini down to the buckle Race foreigns to the muscles Sports mode I'll dust you Paper stacking Macking up in the wind Fetti spend, dividend grow Patience thin, for nonsense My content win at a constant Often we pop shit Dealers and convicts, surround All over the globe, we put It down Blowing tree by the pound Hennessy and Cristal Bitches loving the style Smooth as XO Smooth as Snoop, wit gin juice On Death Row On the West Coast where sets throw Prawn with the basil pesto Scooping cash outta escrow uh It ain't what you wear, its what you drive What you save, fuck what you buy What you invest in I need a real estate collection Portfolios, residuals in my checking Blue chip stock, vacation home to rest in Everydays a grind But I count It as a blessing Living every day like a hustle All my flips gotta double Adding pieces to the puzzle Medusa head on the buckle Whip foreigns to the muscles In a flash I'll dust you Every day like a hustle All my flips gotta double Adding pieces to the puzzle Luccini down to the buckle Race foreigns to the muscles Sports mode I'll dust you
Writer(s): Anthony Danza Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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