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n.i.a - elcamino & black soprano family lyrics

[intro: elcamino]
(oh, that’s flygodmir)
yeah, yeah, uh, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[verse 1: elcamino]
f*ckin’ with me, ain’t no choice, ’bout to ball
you’re rich, but, don’t give a f*ck ’bout your dog
we split it up when we take down the mall
i feel like im one of the realest of all
ain’t ’bout a check i ain’t getting involved
i’m f*ckin’ this b*tch, i ain’t dealing with y’all
soon as i like her i cut the b*tch off
i start f*ckin’ her hoe when theres feelings involved
ain’t no p*ssing me off, slight of my hand, yeah on em **** involved
oh you think you out the way, you slide on your man
yeah now your **** involved
i likе a b*tch bout her business
was always that ****, kept mе a b*tch that
was raw
and he was planning on wifing this b*tch
do not bring that b*tch out the car
before i ever go broke imma hit me a l!ck
imma pull me a b*tch out the car
tie your ass up with a rope i heard you got them bricks
yeah i leave your d*ck in the car
bet imma find me a way
leave it to me
you know imma come with the heart
i tried to paint him an image
a picture of me but they didn’t feel it was art
[chorus: elcamino]
lit as a b*tch, but sh*t **** is art
rich as a b*tch, but sh*t **** is art
b*tch with a foreign, ain’t even got a part
call you a d*ck, you ain’t even got a heart
lit as a b*tch, but sh*t **** is art
we rocking’ rick, but, the pelle is art
b*tch, you ain’t even got to tell me it’s art
two b*tches, so i’m at the telly, it’s art
one peanut b*tter, one jelly, it’s art
i know to make a b*tch jealous, it’s art
i don’t know all that yelling, it’s art
well, i’ma hop out the whip before
i park i only come out the crib when it’s dark
i only told me it’s secret, it’s art

[verse 2: benny the butcher]
yeah, i look like a plug, don’t i?
and i get you plugged, won’t i?
switches and drums, a whole lot of slugs
n****, these guns robots
n***** be talking, but no, not to f*ck with the gang, got might send the low out and i’m a real trapper, l’ve been through a drought, we break down the bags with a slow out
we took over the city, but benny be 20, y’all really about time they let bro out
we at radio stations, waiting for rappers, you know we could f*ck up your rollout, yeah
you know i been spending racks for they sign me, my b*tch running through stacks like a zombie
chanel bag, two c’s like roddy
miami beach, gucci shirts and a glocky
at the table, bout to order hibachi
on my mac, bout to order a ‘rari (skrrt)
in la, got the billy from nadi
in the a, i’m on josephi lari
i’m a rich **** with new money i rock time for a b*tch, not tommy
all the real hustlers know where to find me (you know where i’m at)
took a key, hit it twice, made a copy
independent money, y’all got with gazi
at that dope money, y’all got with hottie
n***** gon’ hate the richer you get
when you mj, **** gon’ feel like scotty, yeah
[chorus: elcamino]
lit as a b*tch, but sh*t **** is art
rich as a b*tch, but sh*t **** is art
b*tch with a foreign, ain’t even got a part
call you a d*ck, you ain’t even got a heart
lit as a b*tch, but sh*t **** is art
we rocking’ rick, but, the pelle is art
b*tch, you ain’t even got to tell me it’s art
two b*tches, so i’m at the telly, it’s art
one peanut b*tter, one jelly, it’s art
i know to make a b*tch jealous, it’s art
i don’t know all that yelling, it’s art
well, i’ma hop out the whip before
i park i only come out the crib when it’s dark
i only told me it’s secret, it’s art

- elcamino black soprano family lyrics

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