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daniel son & wino willy - tony clifton lyrics

[intro]
motherf_cker, know what you need to do? ain’t no purpose at all (’bout this f_ckin’ paper, son)
we all gonna f_ckin’ die, man, in the mean time, get money
get money (tryna get f_ckin’ rich)

[verse 1]
they been out here too long, gotta pack it up
lawyer proved the innocence, feel the hate when i pass the judge (not guilty)
couple burst shot rounds, and they gon’ catch a slug
in the lab twist, spillin’ rosé on a pack of rugs
where i been eatin’ like i’m hungry for days
this life ain’t a joke, but still funny in ways (gotta laught at)
through the dark days tryna stay humble and paid
the ones that stay loyal gonna watch the money parade (brown bag)
’cause these drugs stay ageless, karma been a b_tch she wind cruel up through the pavement (been a b_tch)
brown bag sh_t, forever fuel up by the payment
they outside, borin’ everyday like they never heard the rules of engagement (boop_boop_boop_boop_boop_boop_boop_boop_boop)
growth for our family, house of the sl!ck_talkers (young boy)
they dropped the product, but they made sh_t on it (for free)
they lyin’ to themselves like they rich flossy
courtside, this is the dojo of the pickpockets (courtside)

[chorus]
quiet ones squeezin’ triggers with the loud finger
we the ones that spice the show up, the crowd_bringer (we the ones)
look in the sky, notice how the dark cloud lead us (see that?)
i got the soul of a tony clifton loud singer (one more time)
the quiet ones squeezin’ triggers with the loud finger (finger)
we the ones that spice the show up, the crowd_bringer (we the ones)
look in the sky, notice how the dark cloud lead us (always)
i got the soul of a tony clifton loud singer (oh, lord)
[verse 2]
gas in the backwoods, i fl!ck the ashes
my soul bleed on these beats, i know they feel the passion (i know they feel it)
cheffin’ from the bas_m_nt ’til we fill the attic
that smoke stain your new gig, don’t k!ll the fabric (godd_mn)
my dude wino sp_wned a scene with the cinematic (wino)
shorty trickin’ out appartments, gotta flip the matress (uah)
you know the fomular is systematic
send a couple dummy runs out, we couldn’t risk the package
the buyers got their hands up in the air
used to smoke and sip fourties, eat a sandwich in the stairs (all days)
the vibe changed quick when the champ is in the lear
guaranteed i’ma die standin’ on my square, brown bag money

- daniel son wino willy lyrics

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