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al.divino & estee nack - tonycamontetommy lyrics

[skit]
the headache’s got worse
i shouldn’t complain though
you’re only as healthy
you’re only as healthy as you feel
you’re only as healthy as you feel

[intro: al.divino]
woo (let’s f+ckin’ go)
sh+t, i feel like a million dollars (money!)
sh+t sound like a blank check right here (woah)
yeah, yo (let’s go), woah, yo

[verse 1: al.divino]
schemin’ on large paper, benz look like a jaw breaker
my youngan’ll clip you, call it a favour
fine women in all flavors, we livin’ life (you heard?)
ralph lauren letterman with the arm stripe, army knife
broad+daylight dropouts on ducati bikes (brrt)
santro b+tter jelly
put on some golden pirellis, polo, no perry ellis (no)
smokin’ a bogie at the emmys, plenty hoes (doot+doot, yeah)
louis vuitton loafers, the robe fendi
semi swole, most heavy, nowadays, i’m not so friendly
used to count pennies (ah)
nickel and dimin’, now we dinin’ at the bellagio (woah)
avocado toast in the galápagos, locked and loaded (blow+blow!)
flip you like a omelette, omnipotent
for the love of luchini, a lot of laws got broken
got ’em roofed in (aha)
wakin’ up in the trap, same clothes three days straight (f+ck)
on the grind overtime, we don’t sleep or take breaks (no)
fans got the silvio dante stank face (ah)
pistol whip the teller, he wouldn’t open the bank safe (give me that sh+t)
[interlude: estee nack & al.divino]
yeah (know what i mean? woah)
you ain’t safe (yeah, woah)
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (ayo)

[verse 2: estee nack]
tarantino, black and white, scarface
the tony camonte tommy
criminal undertakings in abu dhabi (woah)
kamikaze nack ran a marcus garvey, this sh+t is not a hobby
hot wasabi and b+tches is poppin’ molly (yeah)
black baratza, catch a body, calamari and garlic b+tter
exotic leather section, no arm & hammer (smooth)
cum commander, multicoloured carrera
cartagena, pointin’ this sh+t out like political propaganda (what you need, son?)
shorty sit on my lap and talk touché (what you need?)
pineapple finery, lemon pepper wings in the trap in atlanta (ayy)
manteca montana, the cuban glow, razor [?] (crazy)
lazy grammar, but proper parentin’ when i raise the hammer (blow)
police scan, a brief plan, i line you up for a biscuit
they hungry, before evicted, they sure to risk it (word)
i ain’t tryna hear no more statistics (yeah, f+ck that)
i pull with a stick ’til it’s over
a n+gga’ uniform shifted (bow+bow+bow+bow+bow+bow+bang!)
you know what i’m sayin’?
[outro: estee nack]
yeah, word (brrt+ah+gah+gah)
these little n+ggas lookin’ sort of vicious, yeah (n+ggas can’t f+ck with it, you know what i mean?)
schyeah (woah+ah, word is bond), nackman

- al divino estee nack lyrics

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