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billy marchiafava - wise guy كلمات أغنية

[intro]
somebody go get me my f_ckin’ cigar!
f_ck, hehehe
alright
now pass me the f_ckin’ mic, yeah

[verse 1]
my name is billy, i’m the f_ckin’ sh_gmeister
pull up with the piper
lay that boy down six feet under
they wonder, “how’d i get this bag?”
ya see
walked up in the bank, took all that they had
ya see

[verse 2]
look at me
alright
now look at you
alright
shiny shoes just to match my shiny tooth
alright
i’m off the goose
alright
i’m off the juice
alright
making money like i’m f_ckin’ fifty_two
alright
[verse 3]
same gang since alphabet soup
i’m droppin’ hits like rocky too
i’m in the booth all afternoon
who are you?
my accountant is a motherf_ckin’ goon
he gets the bag by any means
know what i mеan?
you need the bag?
come talk to me

[verse 4]
i’m not a rappеr
i’m a f_ckin’ llc
i might sell my f_ckin’ catalogue and buy a crispy creme
shoutout wu_tang clan
b_tch i feel like odb
i’m really him, i’m really him
i’m really he, he_hehe

[verse 5]
i never passed my f_ckin’ classes
i always stared at teachers asses
now i entertain the masses, i’m a g
i never worked a second job
i never had a f_ckin boss
i never clocked in for sh_t
i’m f_ckin me
[verse 6]
i keep a cannon on my motherf_ckin’ belt
yeah, that’s right
i keep the racks up on my shelf, mhm
you f_ck with billy
i might throw your ass in the sea
you see, the f_ckin underground gave me the key
yeah

[verse 7]
f_ck a billboard hit
f_ck a number one single
f_ck your radio
i’m billy motherf_cker, i’m pimpin’
been in the game so long i’m getting old
i’m f_ckin limpin’
i played a show
i sold enough f_ckin’ merch to start a business
yeah

[verse 9]
i make a bag and start trippin’
dropping albums every minute
tell your shawty
“i’mma need those f_ckin digits”
yeah
i got an appetite
i’m eating silly rappers for breakfast
need a forty_seven year old b_tch to do my taxes
[verse 10]
at the dentist told them fill my mouth with (?) gingivitis
i’m a motherf_ckin’ menace to this rap game
got arthritis ’cause i stay up super late
i write these bars all f_ckin’ day
i could make a song a week ’til i turn gray
we’re getting paid
yeah, hahaha

[outro]
pass that f_ckin’ cigar
aw
i’m takin’ d_ck pills
f_ck it
yeah

- billy marchiafava

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