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Uh ya we kinda different on this one.

LYRICS:

drivin dizzy through the city, feng shui wit some missy
outcome lookin iffy
switch shifty, doin 90 in a 6 speed
porta vapours on the dash got the windows all misty
designin lines for more designer lines
rock at least 2 chainz, better when I be confined
fadin in and out of service, maxin out on borrowed time
rappers scratchin at the surface all I got is fault lines and I
do it slow ya, do it real slow now,
old friends pout cuz my tastes nouveau now
spillin pernod on her pro-form floor tiles
fetes out in paris, finna fritter gateau now
live wild, overgrown toenails
even bi bitches finna try to say hello now
see I spit it like I stunt
I aint dressin for my job but the one I fuckin want


Turn up, we the life of the party hanh
In a audi a4, whippin down the autobahn
James Bond blonde freaks sheets like anita blonde
Throwin Éclats carte blanche with the beau mondes
Headlong, I do it for the right reasons,
The money, the clout, and short seasons
Too few days to get away though
Catch a few Z's 'fore I Kick it where Jay go
Foreign girls crack zip codes each day yo
Candy cane pastels, Curves like rainbows
That yo girrrrrrrl? thought I told you im different huh
And baroque light shows is expensive huhh
And 7 nights a week is a commitment huhhhh?

Nevermind that noise,
Cuz her fuckin looks kill and her glare destroys
Uptown late night, bumpin backstreet boys
3 friends all bi like the n sync chorus
Everything I ever done, I overdone
Civil war era whips, bullets and a tommy gun
Daaaaa da daaa, dadada da da