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Revenge
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Revenge was released on August 18, 2009 by Bern One Entertainment/S&L as a part of the album Weekend At Bernie's
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Release DateAugust 18, 2009
LabelBern One Entertainment/S&L
LanguageEnglish
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Credits

Lyrics

They tell me listen but I couldn't
I did shit I shouldn't have done but I did it, fuck it
Came a long way from half bricks in my luggage
I put 'em on the road and let 'em ride with the truckers
Used to put 'em in the air, just to get 'em over there
I got sick of takin' losses, had too many disappear
Not a flaw in my stone, now my ice is crystal clear
Fuck around, I'll run up on you, put that pistol to your ear
No halves, just the whole things, when it dries up
Watch me get rich off of cocaine
Leave Kansas City with a smile on my face
Touch down in Ohio, let 'em buy up all this weight
Re-cop in Arizona by the border where it's cheap
He let me get 'em for the low cause I ordered forty keys
Move 'em all in a week, and ain't no time to sleep
I'm gettin' money boy, it's time to eat
Dope money got me lookin' like a star now
Ride around town with the top of my car down
Dump the guts of my Swisher cigar out
I'mma re-up as soon as I put the call out
Dope money got me lookin' like a star now
Ride around town with the top of my car down
Dump the guts of my Swisher cigar out
True to the game, I'm in it until I fall out
I weigh it up and bag it
My father told me if you want it you can have it, I got it
Dogs on my money, all they smell is narcotics
Dropped out of school, never thought about college
Could never go broke, take a look at my product
Middle of the summer, I'm the only one who got it
All big bills, no twenties, no wallet
Twenty grand cash with the rubber band on it
Keep me a Swisher with some OG in it
Work in the whip so I do the speed limit
Watch how you talk when we speak
No cell phones, we can talk when we meet
Heard the knock on the door and it's not the police
Jack boys wanna test me so I rock with the heat
I'm true to the game and in love with the streets
Five hundred dollar jeans, Louis shoes on my feet
Dope money got me lookin' like a star now
Ride around town with the top of my car down
Dump the guts of my Swisher cigar out
I'mma re-up as soon as I put the call out
Dope money got me lookin' like a star now
Ride around town with the top of my car down
Dump the guts of my Swisher cigar out
True to the game, I'm in it until I fall out
I cook it up and cut it
Get it to your town, settle down, then I flood it, it's nothin'
You know I get money, take a look at my stomach
Dope boy belly, yeah all the girls love it
A hundred thirty pounds, not one of 'em fronted
True to the game, I ain't never been busted
Pre-paid phone, stash house in the city
Seven hour ride from Ohio to Philly
Touch down in Cali and relax
Pistol on my lap while I'm runnin' through these stacks
Fresh back in the trap and it's smellin' like crack
Dope money swag, yeah I'm feelin' like that, like that
Dope money got me lookin' like a star now
Ride around town with the top of my car down
Dump the guts of my Swisher cigar out
I'mma re-up as soon as I put the call out
Dope money got me lookin' like a star now
Ride around town with the top of my car down
Dump the guts of my Swisher cigar out
True to the game, I'm in it until I fall out
Written by: Cosmo Hickox, Gilbert Anthony Milam Jr.
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