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  • Hit with a dilemma
    A dip with an umbrella at my cellar
    Let her in quick, the medicine sip, whatever
    I'm clever on some accapella ****, that's my main strength
    But never been too bad, as well, uh, at this gettin brains thing
    I think the light's dim
    Not the type to fight gin
    And bent like, psyched to hit the bed and strike skins
    Right then the phone ringin, but left it-
    Blowing in the night
    Like the west wind crescent
    My preference is a heavy snare yes, instead
    Of some soft ****
    Got a sweaty pair of breath mints
    The stars be glowing, We spark ****, holdin
    Hands and, uh
    Gold be the cardio and stamina
    Top physical condition when I'm kissin
    Switchin' my footwork, I cook birds chicken
    She took off my cardigan, she told me start again
    I'm gettin more bad ******* than Mad Martigan
    With no candles, R&B stanzas or glamorous clothes
    I rock no-brand sandals
    I'm dealing with fans, you're dealin with man-hoes
    It's romance - and more porn than Sancho
    I never snuff lights
    And Havin' rough nights, but I must live up to my rep, right?
    Touch ice, but my blood warm
    Snuff any nickname, when he gets semi-drunk
    It's a ****-storm
    And some more couldn't hurt
    Mix up love and war like porn, rum and Pepsi One for a skirt
    Yikes, but I just wanna get done nicely - and
    Yo girl your skirt's what entice me

    Yo, I'm a do it like this -
    Ask you if you love it so, if so, it's on
    And boo, if you love his flow, it's Gold, and yo
    It's all good
    Whatcha runnin' under the hood?

    Yo, I'm a do it like this -
    Ask you if you love it so, if so, it's on
    And boo, if you love his flow, it's Gold, and yo
    It's all good
    Whatcha runnin' under the hood?

    I heard it through the grapevine
    Word's groupies got the eyes on the crew
    And psyched to get attached loosely at the waistline
    Booty makes my day, yo
    The bassline boogie nights
    Gotsta groove crazy with them cutiepies
    Seventies ****
    You bet me, I will never be rich
    I need to get me a celebrity *****
    Cheque
    The kid can't afford Hennessy
    But swish many more cheap 40's than you weak whores will ever sip
    And rap effortless
    Blessed with a certain effervescence
    The better beef-curtain spreader specialist
    Specifics, Yo, don't get it twist
    Drove chicks to my coastal getaway ocean precipice
    Tryin' to get to paradise
    No asparagus, just a pair of dice, dominos and some Sheridan's
    Solid gold providence
    In the hottest nights, get the halls hyped wall to wall with a squad of hoes
    And all of this
    A life of pantyhoes, expansive heights, patios and random fights
    Yo my boys got cameos
    Dance in the rain with phantoms- all happy like we back again
    I could never end it better than the last LP
    So take a picture actually
    Let the image help me
    Remember when it fade, like a dream And I
    Pass my name, and dash off yo to rap with
    Demons

    Yo, I'm a do it like this -
    Ask you if you love it so, if so, it's on
    And boo, if you love his flow, it's Gold, and yo
    It's all good
    Whatcha runnin' under the hood?

    Yo, I'm a do it like this -
    Ask you if you love it so, if so, it's on
    And boo, if you love his flow, it's Gold, and yo
    It's all good
    Whatcha runnin' under the hood?
  • [00:25.20]Hit with a dilemma
    [00:26.07]A dip with an umbrella at my cellar
    [00:27.87]Let her in quick, the medicine sip, whatever
    [00:30.71]I'm clever on some accapella ****, that's my main strength
    [00:33.25]But never been too bad, as well, uh, at this gettin brains thing
    [00:35.94]I think the light's dim
    [00:37.06]Not the type to fight gin
    [00:38.40]And bent like, psyched to hit the bed and strike skins
    [00:40.98]Right then the phone ringin, but left it-
    [00:43.57]Blowing in the night
    [00:44.51]Like the west wind crescent
    [00:46.26]My preference is a heavy snare yes, instead
    [00:48.74]Of some soft ****
    [00:49.68]Got a sweaty pair of breath mints
    [00:51.30]The stars be glowing, We spark ****, holdin
    [00:54.04]Hands and, uh
    [00:54.72]Gold be the cardio and stamina
    [00:56.42]Top physical condition when I'm kissin
    [00:58.56]Switchin' my footwork, I cook birds chicken
    [01:01.38]She took off my cardigan, she told me start again
    [01:04.26]I'm gettin more bad ******* than Mad Martigan
    [01:06.63]With no candles, R&B stanzas or glamorous clothes
    [01:10.37]I rock no-brand sandals
    [01:11.99]I'm dealing with fans, you're dealin with man-hoes
    [01:14.29]It's romance - and more porn than Sancho
    [01:17.29]I never snuff lights
    [01:18.47]And Havin' rough nights, but I must live up to my rep, right?
    [01:22.15]Touch ice, but my blood warm
    [01:23.64]Snuff any nickname, when he gets semi-drunk
    [01:26.46]It's a ****-storm
    [01:27.51]And some more couldn't hurt
    [01:29.10]Mix up love and war like porn, rum and Pepsi One for a skirt
    [01:33.12]Yikes, but I just wanna get done nicely - and
    [01:35.86]Yo girl your skirt's what entice me
    [01:37.85]
    [01:38.63]Yo, I'm a do it like this -
    [01:40.36]Ask you if you love it so, if so, it's on
    [01:43.81]And boo, if you love his flow, it's Gold, and yo
    [01:45.63]It's all good
    [01:46.31]Whatcha runnin' under the hood?
    [01:47.99]
    [01:48.85]Yo, I'm a do it like this -
    [01:50.60]Ask you if you love it so, if so, it's on
    [01:53.24]And boo, if you love his flow, it's Gold, and yo
    [01:56.03]It's all good
    [01:56.71]Whatcha runnin' under the hood?
    [01:58.30]
    [01:58.64]I heard it through the grapevine
    [01:59.53]Word's groupies got the eyes on the crew
    [02:01.39]And psyched to get attached loosely at the waistline
    [02:03.79]Booty makes my day, yo
    [02:05.72]The bassline boogie nights
    [02:07.60]Gotsta groove crazy with them cutiepies
    [02:09.04]Seventies ****
    [02:10.03]You bet me, I will never be rich
    [02:12.25]I need to get me a celebrity *****
    [02:13.64]Cheque
    [02:14.45]The kid can't afford Hennessy
    [02:15.94]But swish many more cheap 40's than you weak whores will ever sip
    [02:19.15]And rap effortless
    [02:20.22]Blessed with a certain effervescence
    [02:22.28]The better beef-curtain spreader specialist
    [02:24.32]Specifics, Yo, don't get it twist
    [02:26.39]Drove chicks to my coastal getaway ocean precipice
    [02:30.15]Tryin' to get to paradise
    [02:31.11]No asparagus, just a pair of dice, dominos and some Sheridan's
    [02:34.59]Solid gold providence
    [02:35.66]In the hottest nights, get the halls hyped wall to wall with a squad of hoes
    [02:39.81]And all of this
    [02:40.91]A life of pantyhoes, expansive heights, patios and random fights
    [02:44.72]Yo my boys got cameos
    [02:45.72]Dance in the rain with phantoms- all happy like we back again
    [02:49.66]I could never end it better than the last LP
    [02:51.99]So take a picture actually
    [02:53.40]Let the image help me
    [02:54.68]Remember when it fade, like a dream And I
    [02:57.29]Pass my name, and dash off yo to rap with
    [02:59.98]Demons
    [03:01.10]
    [03:02.25]Yo, I'm a do it like this -
    [03:03.24]Ask you if you love it so, if so, it's on
    [03:05.39]And boo, if you love his flow, it's Gold, and yo
    [03:08.10]It's all good
    [03:09.07]Whatcha runnin' under the hood?
    [03:10.66]
    [03:11.32]Yo, I'm a do it like this -
    [03:12.83]Ask you if you love it so, if so, it's on
    [03:15.81]And boo, if you love his flow, it's Gold, and yo
    [03:18.19]It's all good
    [03:19.26]Whatcha runnin' under the hood?