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premo rice - livin legend كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
this game got magnetism, it makes you gravitate to it
even in a empty ass room, with no b_tches shakin’ they ass
me not countin’ no money, you still watching my motherf_ckin’ ass
in a chair, talk sh_t in a empty room
simply because this game is just that motherf_ckin’ hard
and once you get this game and you digest this in your spirit
them women gon’ gravitate, you gotta be able to speak this game though
lookin’ good ain’t good enough
lookin good ain’t good enough when it comes to this game

[verse 1: premo rice]
well it’s the p (p), the motherf_ckin’ n_gga (yeah)
the god (yeah), the truth (yeah)
the one who pour his soul out in the booth (okay, okay)
the ghetto superstar, i’m ’round the way so hide your ho (okay, okay)
i’m flashing foreign cars and movin’ large below the scope (huh)
you dig it (dig it), my repertoire is vicious (vicious)
my game be in the pros, i make the b_tch stand on her pivot (pivot)
i tell the b_tch you with it or you ain’t (yeah)
you do it or you can’t (yeah), stayin’ sharper than a shank (huh)
you dig (dig), this pimpin’ more than big (big)
it’s giant (giant), i do this all the time (uh_huh)
i’m dapper by design (uh_huh), my b_tches stand in line (yeah)
i’m calm (calm), i’m cool (cool), i’m sneaky with the tool (yeah)
try run up on a p, you frontin’ hard, you bound to lose (huh)
i’m too official (official), i’m at the top, i’m presidential (huh)
go harder on a ho, don’t double up, b_tch make it triple (b_tch make it triple)
you n_ggas artificial like these b_tches’ bbls (huh)
it’s mr. rice the god i give ’em h_ll (i give ’em h_ll)
i wish you well
[kingpin skinny pimp]
woke up in the morning smokin’ breakfast got me dazed
woke up in the morning smokin’ breakfast got me dazed
sucker b_tch, my pockets swole up
sucker b_tch my pockets swole up
style, baby doo_doo braids
woke up in the morning smokin’ breakfast got me dazed
woke up in the morning smokin’ breakfast got me dazed
sucker b_tch, my pockets swole up
sucker b_tch my pockets swole up
style, baby doo_doo braids

[verse 2: premo rice]
i’m the magnificent, the motherf_ckin’ player pope (huh)
this verse is for all you b_tches dropping off them pantyhose (they drop ’em off huh)
so say what’s up, say what’s up
say what’s up, say what’s up
say what’s up, say what’s up
say what’s up, say what’s up
to all the ladies with the babies standing ten (ten)
i treat you like my kin, i know you out here tryna win (you tryna win)
so hustle up (hustle), hustle up (hustle)
hustle up (hustle), hustle up (hustle)

- premo rice

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