lirik lagu peri peri – westside gunn
[intro: rome streetz]
uh, it’s rome streetz
y’all motherf*ckers lookin’ bad out here, n*gga
f*ckin’ horrible, ayo
[verse 1: rome streetz & westside gunn]
next year you might see me at the roc nation brunch
guccied down, work in my pocket in case i gotta make a punch (what you need?)
we with wild n*ggas that’ll spray you up like a barber after a cut (buck, buck, buck)
wear a sh*t bag, you get clapped in your gut
as far as your rappin’, it sucks, facts, my mackin’ ill*strious
pretty sl*ts l*st to get in touch with us
been through h*ll and back, still i know god got me
i levelled up, now i’m f*ckin’ with griselda like charles cosby (haha)
will i grow to be the greatest ever? probably
i got the mak*90 from the flygod, he told me spray your posse (brrt, brrt, brrt)
do you dirty like a p*ssy lobby
half gram go for thirty, i smell like urban issey miyake
you n*ggas washed, nothing thought*provokin’ (nothing)
i went from cold jail cells to headliner when the show was closin’ (i did)
my n*ggas keep the poles from arizona to nostrand
f*ck hoes with no strings, bust on her nose ring
everybody know that rome king, you under the wing
like the turbine, armed robbery was my third crime
it’s easier ’cause i didn’t have a pistol the first time
n*gga, f*ck outta here (ayo)
[verse 2: westside gunn]
pearls before swine, greatest of all time
been smoked the t**th out, still smilin’ like she fine
used to look like mona lisa, ’06 you had manolo sneakers
hit the pipe one time, she sweatin’ like she got a fever (ah)
used to be a diva, now you lookin’ eager
real pretentious, so she ’bout to smoke with tina, yo
tina still owe me fifty, she used to come through
with half*off fendi, new gloves, old glizzy (boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
you never put a hand on a bird (ah)
when i say i’m the flyest, i’m a man of my word
had coke in the tire, i was parked on the curb (skrrt)
walkin’ over fiends, had the train on the third (ah)
when bricks was thirty*five, mines was thirty*two firm
tec*22, every shot gon’ burn (brrt, brrt, brrt, brrt)
and if you don’t know, now you know, p*ssy
[interlude: westside pootie]
ayo, this westside pootie
and i gave y’all six years to get a bag
we just spent a hundred thousand yesterday
y’all better off workin’ for us
free sly out the you know
i’m in hermès, kickin’ it like judo
this too easy, i might drop an album this winter
and if y’all still broke then, jump off a bridge
this griselda
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