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westside gunn - 327 كلمات الأغنية

[chorus: billie essco & westside gunn]
look, i swear paris will be prayed for (prayed for)
unreleased off_white to the ankles (ankles)
ayy, i’m in them places that you can’t go (that you can’t go)
don c, nigo, in the same row (the same row)
ayy, i swear paris will be prayed for
i need casablanca by the caseload (caseload, brr)
silks with the oranges and the mangoes (mangoes)
i’m a model now, baby, got the face for it (face for it)
ayy, i swear paris will be prayed for

[verse 1: westside gunn]
ayo, i’m rockin’ old nashes, on the runway in my coke fashion
anybody move, we toe_taggin’ (boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
my 327s was blessings, leather vuitton vests_es
keep a loaded firearm in mercedes armrests, lord stressin’ (skrt)
22 with greys, 25, left in a cage
i told him hold your head, it’s worse in a grave
i threw coke in the pot, watched it bloom residue and consume
he started wavin’, had a lighter and dope spoon
a n_gga’ll try to k!ll you for your recipe
my shooter nasal drip flowin’ heavily, duckin’ my third felony (ah)
take his shine, two for five, me and mines
runnin’ from suit and ties, you say you the flyest then who am i?
balenciaga with the heel, lemonade a popular drink still
vlone jean jacket rockin’, so be real (ah)
over pots, i’m too exquisite
on the dancefloor tryna finger f_ck on every visit
some n_ggas’ll never risk it, hoppin’ in bms
i’m proud of my position (skrt), they never had a pot to p_ss in
body parts on cavalli dishes
on mulholland in the drop porsche wildin’, my loafers crocodile
stylin’, i be havin’ greater visions (ah), you can tell by the way i whip it
you gettin’ money, then the haters with it
it ain’t dry, i told ’em wait a minute (ah)
praise both for the way i did it

[chorus: billie essco & joey bada$$]
i swear paris will be prayed for (prayed for)
unreleased off_white to the ankles (ankles)
ayy, i’m in them places that you can’t go (that you can’t go)
don c, nigo, in the same row (the same row)
ayy, i swear paris will be prayed for
i need casablanca by the caseload (caseload, badmon)
silks with the oranges and the mangoes (mangoes, yeah, yeah, yeah)
i’m a model now, baby, got the face for it (face for it, yeah, yeah, yeah)
ayy, i swear paris will be prayed for

[verse 2: joey bada$$]
i’m from the era of hard knocks and quiet storms (shh)
rap songs about crack rocks and firearms (brr, bah, brrah, bah, bah)
in the stash spot on some money mitch sh_t (woo)
adjust the ac, conceal the biscuit (yeah)
it’s your life, you can choose to risk it if you wanna
these n_ggas don’t want smoke, they want some marijuana (yeah)
i used to get kicked out of class just for my aroma
i went to school high, forgot to pick up my diploma (i was high)
that’s way back when we used to cypher arizonas (uh huh)
now i’m in that maybach, i’m with puff and hova (facts, woo, woo)
we bendin’ corners in the six_deuce
talk about last night’s ten thousand dollar bottles of patron, sip it like it’s juice, homie
how can i lose? the sh_t these n_ggas’ll do to be in my shoes
i’m done playin’ by rules
learned from ogs, i’m retirin’ the jewels
everything is plain jane, different day, the same thing
i mean, it’s usual
everything that’s new to you be the type of sh_t i’m used to
i could give a f_ck about the haters, sh_t, i’m used to ’em
if it’s f_ck me, then know the feelings is mutual (b_tch)

[chorus: billie essco & joey bada$$]
i swear paris will be prayed for (prayed for)
unreleased off_white to the ankles (it’s young bada$$, ankles)
ayy, i’m in them places that you can’t go (yeah, yeah, yeah, that you can’t go)
don c, nigo, in the same row (the same row)
ayy, i swear paris will be prayed for
i need casablanca by the caseload (caseload)
silks with the oranges and the mangoes (mangoes,)
i’m a model now, baby, got the face for it (face for it)
ayy, i swear paris will be prayed for

[interlude: tyler, the creator]
if you feelin’ good
everybody say yeah, yeah (oh, oh, yeah)
yeah, yeah (feelin’ good)
yeah, yeah (i’m on my gunn sh_t)

[verse 3: tyler, the creator]
b_tch, i’m all that, all that, kenan, kel (kel, uh)
when i walk in, n_ggas ring the, ring the bells (bells)
roses at my feet, n_ggas kneel, b_tches yell
glitter on my neck match the glitter on my fingernails
n_ggas always got something to say, well f_ck ’em
same guys was mighty ’til they got to duckin’ (phew, phew, phew, phew, phew)
we got the pucks and we chuckin’, they playin’ chicken and cluckin’ (cluck, cluck, cluck)
i’m colonel sanders to you motherf_ckers
n_ggas trash and we dumpin’ (uh), i been rappin’ and f_ckin’ (yup)
he 6’5″, i’m a munchkin, and we speed to the disco (dance)
this car came with a driver, i’m in the back playin’ “frontin'”
i ain’t cryin’, the wind is flyin’, stop makin’ assumptions
i ain’t lyin’ or nothin’, yes, i’m is, i’m so happy
i turn nothin’ to somethin’, my skin glowin’, my hair nappy (yeah, yeah)
my health good, my mama good, my n_ggas too
and they only wanna have good times like josh safdie
we eat good, long way from maccas burgers
long way from that metro bus taxi service
long way, loco gangs tried to taxiderm’ it (where you from, n_gga?)
we would run until our motherf_ckin’ backs was burnin’, uh
but anyway, the shorts short and the socks high
and the emeralds shinin’, them gqs and them pot pies (bling)
and i spy with my private eye that you tried
you cannot pull this look off, n_gga, you not i

[chorus: billie essco]
i swear paris will be prayed for (prayed for)
unreleased off_white to the ankles (ankles)
ayy, i’m in them places that you can’t go (that you can’t go)
don c, nigo, in the same row (the same row)
ayy, i swear paris will be prayed for
i need casablanca by the caseload (caseload)
silks with the oranges and the mangoes (mangoes)
i’m a model now, baby, got the face for it (face for it)
ayy, i swear paris will be prayed for (prayed for)

- westside gunn

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