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Correct Peg Cuffs & Pocket Tees Lyrics
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Correct Peg Cuffs & Pocket Tees
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[Verse 1: Mick Jenkins] Peg cuff the denim so the socks showing Nigga 'bout to Flood 'em with the flow I rock those Loafers as smooth as Butter with the toast Let me paint the scene Organic papers we don't taint the green Fleeting conversations couple niggas getting quaint with queens Couple sinners with a saints regime Do this while their collective is clueless More concerned with the beef And the salad that make you Caesar We on the lookout for Brutus The FREE is always awake A trait related to Buddhas Couldn't pimp us for no silver I ain't related to Judas Never kiss and tell Throwing pennies in the wishing well Screaming "Free my niggas!" Hope it get you well quicker Hope it do like granny saltines and ginger ale nigga Ooh They be like "Who?" I be like "Nigga, i thought you knew!" And just like that my nigga Just like your neck I'll be like "Nigga, I'm at your crew!" Fuck is you gon' do I'm too cold And damn near Manute Bol When I maneuver through the blocks I'm talking writers block and 63rd [Hook] Southside repper Granny was a stepper I've been used to moving through it with no effort Tell my peoples we riding And we rolling And we vibing Niggas got Sachs like Goldman On that BS like Rodman All my peoples is rolling And they screaming out Fuck with me famo! Fuck with me famo! Fuck with me famo! Fuck with me famo! [Verse 2: Mick Jenkins] Tucked the pocket tee That's just to show some class Lamb leather belts Keep the Selvedge denim off my ass Momma taught me well Cos we been taught to fail But we been on the grind Get a whiff of that coffee smell Ain't seen the phoenix sun, we barkley still Get with it in the paint Thoughts get smokey but its vivid with the dank Put you pinkies in the air for that swank shit Put them motherfuckers high Tell your haters they ain't shit Like no school Gotta have some logic before you start with the pro tools We no fools Since Biggie wrote them 10 coke rules My spirit been Goku'd And lyrics just super sayings Hope you play 'em Recite 'em and tell your peoples We put the pressure on pussies That's out here flexing they Kegel We Buick through all the bullshit No disrespecting my Regal I don't care about your taste Fuck around and catch a cup of ginger ale in your face Then i walk away clean You locked in boxes and i free you My team Check the regime [Hook]
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