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moschino jones - blue strip etiquette كلمات أغنية

[intro: moschino jones]
let me breathe

we toast glasses of champagne, ain’t no feelin’ realer
me and money makin’ myles like biggie and dilla
top floor, something fancy, flashin’ lots of scrilla
cuban cigars and bracelets filling up your villas, n_gga

[verse one: moschino jones]
where’s my manners, mama taught me better
i’m p_ssy drunk off cristal, like dame at roc_a_fella
you n_ggas gonna make me speed dial my bank teller and tell her
i need fifty_thousand in twenties for a video shoot just to look better
your flashy raps about whips you rented, maxing cards, destroying your limits
that fake it till’ you make it sh_t lame
charge it to the game, rappin’ bout it and livin’ it dawg, it’s really not the same
dinner at eddie v’s, bill’s a cool eight hundred
tipped the waiter one hundred, f_ck it, here’s another fifty
penthouses at shinola, renting plane hangars
investing in your craft can keep you out of danger
paying people what they’re worth, make better relationships
it takes potatoes to make chips, make it make sense, believe that
begging folks for comments leads to fake ass feedback
sucks it takes a pair of buffs to help you see that
trial and error leads to g.o.a.t. status
it’s widebody scat, but it was silver stratus with two twelves in the back of it, uh
don’t forget where you started
stay humble but confident. keep in mind, you only fail when you don’t try the sh_t
you work hard for it, buy the sh_t
if you got faith, you know that god will bless you more with it
gold investment pieces, man it’s all about the grams
paid cash, f_ck taxes, but no evading uncle sam
[verse two: chavis chandler]
chop… sh_t we window shop for we made tangible and got it
trying to profit, i’m on my elijah muhammad
loaded uzi’s pushed me to the edge when all my friends was dyin’
money on my mind, sh_t feel like a ghetto b_tch bonnet
imma get, every dollar, intelligent hood scholar
chavy and jones back, b_tch who want problems
subtracted negativity out, plus as i’m grinding
you can run this sh_t the f_ck up multiplied by how you times it
celestial body, i had it before the profit
dog really a g.o.d. that’s a double entendre
full_blooded pit off the leash on gunpowder
from a city full of batmans, no mothers and fathers
hero or villain my n_gga what’s your prerogative
i’m salvador dali, so hot i done melt the clock up
n_ggas wasn’t with us in the trenches, they just popped up
always invitin’ me to one of y’all weak ass pop_ups
still humble enough to slide up, i’m a slug
cause he was tryna pump my gas, but i was just gettin’ blunts
run the respect, and keep the f_ckin’ clout for such and such
gravity proved that i wasn’t fly as i thought i was
cause, i can’t get rich sittin’ in a box
but if i think outside the world itself then imma make it out
a circle seems to sling to a line when you the one
they thought it was over, but they know the best has yet to come… chop

- moschino jones

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