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lugano airport - al.divino & estee nack lyrics

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[intro: al.divino]
you know how we do (you already know)
back on my one, two
fly sh*t (yeah, fly sh*t)
ayo

[verse 1: al.divino]
contraband bandit, a conscious record, bluetooth bandwidth
street*sh*t scientist, hood hieroglyphs
vintage vinyl spinnin’, alpines kickin’
fly visions, wise decisions
dimes strippin’, d*ck ’em down quick, ounce lit
rakin’ payments, takin’ out*of*town trips, count this
tryna get this money piled in by the thousands, boundless
leave crowds astoundin’
snowball bankrolls out of public housin’ (movin’)
tourin’ europe, f*ckin’ wildin’ with the fam
belaire bottles, foreign models sniffin’ sand (why?)
tryna find some type of stillness, twistin’ grams
autographin’ titties, politickin’ with the fans
listen, man, ain’t just a rapper, i’m a businessman
watch this sh*t expand, inner cities to switzerland
catch a quick glance, checks in advance, crushed glass (yo)
i could never collect enough cash (yo)

[chorus: estee nack]
pasta sauce and prophets never comin’ short
build a fort like a private resort
ridin’ the slope somethin’ like a sport
catch us at the lugano airport
with pasta sauce (uh*huh) and prophets never comin’ short
build a fort like a private resort (yeah, you know)
ridin’ the slope somethin’ like a sport
catch us at the lugano airport
lugano
[interlude: estee nack]
yeah, se nota gota eso, mamamelo, what up?
qué por mi madro on these boys (ayo mios)
yo

[verse 2: estee nack]
rollin’ up that indonesia (that good smoke)
check the opposite procedure
hittin’ it slow while i’m catchin’ the fever, shakin’ like a seizure (uh*huh)
mind is in mecca, better diamond selector
rhyme is a lecture, no wisdom inside the professor (i’m teachin’)
package ‘caine, excellin’ be on your average name (yeah)
lookin’ for louis vuitton at the baggage claim (that’s my sh*t)
savage aim, open*landed it as attained
kinda like what you ignorant n*ggas half of brains
slalom, sh*t, while i lifted it into stardom
chill with exotic women, new head resemble the autumn (uh*huh)
to the mini mansion is where we brought ’em
talkin’ sh*t on the red phone, gettin’ head from hillary rodham clinton (word)
n*ggas eager for dramas, i’m leavin ’em gone and stinkin’
primitive thinkin’, i’m keepin’ a marvelous ink pen (yeah)
honesty like i’m abe lincoln (yeah)
the finest, sl!ckest, we stay drinkin’
sippin’ with b*tches and let the wave sink in

[chorus: estee nack]
pasta sauce and prophets never comin’ short
build a fort like a private resort (shine)
ridin’ the slope somethin’ like a sport
catch us at the lugano airport
pasta sauce and prophets never comin’ short
build a fort like a private resort (shine)
ridin’ the slope somethin’ like a sport
catch us at the lugano airport
lugano

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