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Correct Basqquiat Lyrics
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Turn it Bitch pop it, get cheddar Stupid ice (water, water) Louboutins on my feet (feet, feet) Baller, baller Ferragamo, Gucci, Louis (pressure, pressure, pressure) I can brick it, I can flip it (yes sir, yes sir, yes sir, yes sir) I got two bitches wit me and they goin' both ways I got two pistols on me and I'm gunnin' both ways On a perk and a addy boy I'm geekin' both ways Got it made in the shade, gettin' money both ways Gettin' brain in the Chevy while the motor runnin' In the club on that gas, smell that odour on me Bitch back up on me, got that Rollie on me Tell your partner quit watchin', got the .40 on me Then pop a dose, eatin' gator every day Benihana wit' lil mama, double white steak In a Tesla, blowin' pressure, bumpin' Heavy Kane Martin Luther King, I'm a Mr. everything Sunset Road, I got hoes, red bottom toes I got hoes in the fall, they're my autumn hoes Every week switch the paint, that's the baller code Chopper, chopper, chopper, chopper Sneeze, wipe his nose (Dro) Pop it, get cheddar Stupid ice (water, water) Louboutins on my feet (feet, feet) Baller, baller Ferragamo, Gucci, Louis (pressure, pressure, pressure) I can brick it, I can flip it (yes sir, yes sir, yes sir, yes sir) I got two bitches wit me and they goin' both ways I got two pistols on me and I'm gunnin' both ways On a perk and a addy boy I'm geekin' both ways Got it made in the shade, gettin' money both ways Range Rover, take my truck in the safari Testarossa with the 'Rari My lil' bitch look like Barbie Fuck Ruth's Chris, we go to Hardee's Sniper rifle, don't start me Voice-activate Benz, no car key Clear whip, same color Bacardi I'm riding 'round bumpin' Paul McCartney Oysters, live squids, shark meat I'm saucy and I'm elegant bitch, pardon me I'm really a killer, thriller manilla Look how I did 'em, come to a world Basquait art meet I'm really a chief, what kind of beef you want with Dro? Like Arby's, we got all the meats Thousand round, .50 cal take out all your peeps Sometimes tell London to pull out all the pieces Couple SS, I'm bustin' a special TEC's, special broad Shorty got special neck Special number 8, section that Me and mama on welfare, my homeboy too Free my niggas in Jackson by Andrew Jackson Hancock, haters, what's happenin'? Sent my partna to say "what's happenin'?" Real ice, let it breathe again, Braxton, Toni Bitch pop it, get cheddar Stupid ice (water, water) Louboutins on my feet (feet, feet) Baller, baller Ferragamo, Gucci, Louis (pressure, pressure, pressure) I can brick it, I can flip it (yes sir, yes sir, yes sir, yes sir) I got two bitches wit me and they goin' both ways I got two pistols on me and I'm gunnin' both ways On a perk and a addy boy I'm geekin' both ways Got it made in the shade, gettin' money both ways Gettin' brain in the Chevy while the motor runnin' In the club on that gas, smell that odour on me Bitch back up on me, got that Rollie on me Tell your partner quit watchin', got the .40 on me
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