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kid ziggy & papa luke – finer things كلمات اغاني

[intro]
sheesh!
yayo, yayo
yeah, yayo
got them finer things, yeah

[verse 1: kid ziggy]
baddie in the corner and she on one (she on)
i’m been leanin’, sippin’ syrup in my garden (lean!)
and i see you love ya girl with ya guardin’
’cause i been f_ckin’ away since the carter

[verse 2: papa luke]
lady gaga flow, i’m goin’ crazy
watch me jump up off the stage and kiss ya baby
got a leash walkin’, yet, where’s ya lady?
post up on ’em, i’ma say, “ya daughter’s quite a lady”
tension is f_ckin’, the cheese in my pocket
got leaves on the chopper that’s tasty
grace when i’m walkin’
“what’s that?” when you’re talkin’
[?] you lookin’ so lazy
maybe, maybe
i leave you achin’, achin’
my shootas prayin’, prayin’
i leave you waitin’, waitin’, oh
[verse 3: kid ziggy]
i don’t usually do this ‘less i’m on one
i been waitin’ on ya girl and i’m starvin’
get so much i might hurl on her stomach, yeah
i’m not talkin’ from her mans, do you pardon? pardon

[verse 4: papa luke]
you say that’s your girl, but she lookin’ at me, though
ziggy & luke, yeah, me, oh
she wanna run with the trio
she came from you and your crew
and that sh_t is all cool, but she leavin’ [?] migo
she a lil freak in the sheets
do anything for a c_note
diamonds and dollars today
[?] que rico
lookin’ at me like a g
the game ain’t free
i think i’m el dio
spankin’ that ass and you stackin’ up
choppin’ it, coppin’ it, get you a kilo
i give her that d on the d_low

[refrain]

[chorus]
finer things, finer things
finer things, ayo (yeah, yeah)
and diamond rings
(diamond ring, diamond rings)
my scope, it got range, ayo (rrah)
i can see your mans, ayo (i can see)
i can see y’all holdin’ hands, ayo (i can see)
you won’t even come with me, ayo
[verse 5: kid ziggy]
b_tch, i’ma be mad rich, like i’m brad pitt
in the front seat, i’m the captain, and that’s the caption
is you really ’bout that action? you got contraptions
i can see yo lack of passion, you so average, oh no
i got b_tches tryna find me like i’m [?]
i could really give a f_ck about that smith up on yo hip
smith & wesson, teach a lesson
if you never plead the fifth
i’ll never snitch, b_tch, i’ll never snitch
you won’t break a myth
i just met a couple shootas, ain’t afraid to break ’em in
i ain’t got no dirty hands, because my homies do the bids
we don’t speak on that, lsd, we peak on that, ya dig?
i got b_tches at my crib, i keep matches in my whip

- kid ziggy papa luke

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