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cash sinatra - sinatra's word كلمات الأغنية

look, look, uh..

know how to go with this ?
spit the coldest sh-t
started to flow with it
roped it
and eloped with it
mister don’t rap after hims doin’ it
better be through with it
direct your way to another room
im never losin’ it
sweep y’all after jumpin’ the broom
i play with death
break mirrors after humpin’ tombs
i’m tired of y’all board games, you never get the clue
and when you do, i read ya mind
i know it’s it out the blue
trynna see green without white
and make it clear to you
my colors are all fl-stered, as it appears to you
whats a bunny to me, is a bear to you
and me in 1st is like 5th gear to you
get it ?
n0body ever can compare
man you better go prepare
d-mn, ya pen should disappear
when them phones is in my ear
better clone me cuz im rare
cuz the throne b got me lonely
i know we someone, so i could share
sike !
im tellin’ tall tales
like shorties with long nails
you never finger pop
ya shot at the top ?
you will fall, fail
them b-tches with weaves is who you call real ?
shorty with a caesar, ice like carvel
shine like stars
vibes like kartel
iindependent women hold weight like barbells
who would’ve thought that i’d be livin’ this life ?
given the mic at birth, gifted
and i’m spittin it right
when you listen to cash
it’s like you hittin’ the pipe
and when im kickin’ it fast
you hear im spittin’ it light
like i can go for hours
cowards think they’re given the power
to spit crack off of sour or cuz they smokin’ a pack
i got flowers for ya cemetery
the recipe is lettin’ me
spit till the death of me
the death of you is destiny
allegedly i k!ll em ?
no ! definitely rip em
sendin’ me to ecstasy
forcin’ me to clip em
if im forced to be the villain
then im k!llin’ this sh-t
im supposed to the k!ller im concealing a clip
bein’ a d-ck, you’re f-cked
when spittin’ the gift
whether an ocean, pond or river you ain’t seein’ this sh-t
ha
i can flow forever
clever rhymes rollin’ off the tongue
i know im never lettin’ mine go
until im done
spittin’ live the one, im neo’s son
till i knock you 2 off.. im the 1
c-nt
im 20 and down goin’ for the punt
it’s like a brothel of rappers
cuz all you n-ggas suck
my moneys in shape
yes, my figures up
like s-x with an aids patient yes, im sick as f-ck
im nasty when i spit but you still pick it up
weight of the world on my shoulders
i still lift it up
y’all never want beef
dog y’all chicken up
if it’s problems ? v–gr- mannequins
dog y’all stiffin’ up
i lock in with the bars so hard im sh-ttin’ cuffs
the feens need me with this dust im kickin’ up
i spit crack from the crust, and that caused the rush
supplyin’ ya mind and that should be enough
cash

- cash sinatra

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