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x[Verse 1: Your Old Droog]
Am
Bangladesh
At 16 my slang was fresh
Am
I would not tire, spitting hot fire in the sesh
Am
Or on the voicemail like John Tesh
Am
Couldn't see me in the flesh
You're better off silent like Depeche
Am
You know my steelo
Tranquilo since Jordan made The Shot on Ehlo
Am
If you don't know anything, know that YOD nice
Check my closet, see Lo like 3 dice
Am
And I ain't even ahead, thieving for bread
Am
Bandit with a candle lit, grieving the dead, I said
Am
I'm all disheveled the stress levels is high
As I try to make sense of the time that whizzed by
Am
Saw my looks dilapidate at a rapid rate
Used to be virile 'fore the 'ports made me sterile
Am
The terrible son chronicles and cock-blocking perils
Am
But I dust myself off, rocking my apparel
Former cokeheads like Doc and Darryl
Am
Still came in this lock, stock, and barrel
While I was making sure every bar is hard
You herbs was playing Pokemon, chasing Charizard
I peeped the scenery, sipping green tea
Am
The old head dropped gems in the yard like Mr. Feeny
Am
Now I'm pulling up to Leanly
With Santini, Houdini in a zucchini-colored Lamborghini
[Verse 2: Heems]
Am
I'm Fellini eating fettuccine at the mini-mall (heems)
Am
She said "Heemy you can't see me why you such a meany for?" (why you so mean)
Am
Whipping in that beany 4-door like you on city hall
Am
Out in Long Island, why you don't come to the city for?
Am
Thought I did the rap shit in vain like a junky (I'm brown)
Am
Funky fresh cold medina hot sexy punkie (I'm brown)
Am
Mama tried to punk me, dump me, jump me
Am
Cause I kept it hundred since 21 and Jump Street
Am
Now I'm in Tahiti with a queen like Nefertiti (she fly)
Am
You can't see me 'cause my face between her titties (that's why)
Am
Bank off the city, hit the bank, cop a CD (I'm high)
Am
Offshore accounts in Dubai with habibi (my guy)
Am
Put the bars together like a restaurateur provocateur (bars)
With the raw and Bobby Brown jaw
Am
If my melanin could talk and tell you what the brown saw
Why did the brown pour, the feds probably 'round y'all
Am
So I should probably keep it quiet (shh)
About the selling and the buying
They paying when I'm flying
Am
Twenty Bangladeshis with me, 'bout to start a riot
Am
I've been yelling, I've been screaming, I've been kicking, I've been crying
Am
We move that product for the Prada
Am
Only whip low-key: Miata or Sonata
Am
It's Himachu - fuck a Pikachu or a Charizard
Am
My bars is hard, my girl went to Barbizon
[Sean Price Voicemail Outro]
A# Am
Classic man, it's Sean P. I'mma need a verse from you home skillet. But, you know, you
might not wanna do it, you know - call me back and tell me "You know what, get the fuck
outta here, fuck Sean P." Or, or you might call with, "hey, Sean this is the best record
I've heard in my life,
man. I'm honored to get on it." Or you know, "Fuck is this guy Sean
P?", whatever
Just hit me back classic man, peace
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