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armani white - secret handshake lyrics

[intro:]
h-llo… h-llo… who is this?… nah, i think you have the wrong number… alright, love you too. bye

[verse:]
(you know i been all around the world) put a pinpoint on my coordinates/
i’m sorting out endors-m-nts in courses you can’t afford to sit/
they built me to bill or k!ll me and try to get my fortune split/
but if i write my wheel make sure it steering towards a foreign b-tch/
the p-ssenger packed 15 in the back i break then i’m racking em up…/
car pool on the go round, why the f-ck would i slow down when they fastening up? (scratch that!)/
i might pick ya pockets! i spoon with ya dip, fork lift and drop kick/
my best friend know i wanna f-ck her now… well this is awkward/
i’m eating nathan’s, long beach with the b-gang. mallrats, my dogg tag on her key chain/
weekend just begun but i’m beasting. threesome but i pre c-m at the pre game/
yell jesus till the pee came then prenup just keep sane, b-tch please/
my slade clean, next, f-cking with a freak thang. giver death strokes aint nuthin but a g thang!/

[bridge:]
baby, “you so crazy” tell it to the judge/
i’m back in house it’s black and mild and you can smell it through the rug! shiitt/
i been compelling with this settlement of buzz. f-ck the payments, i’m blacking out/
cuz i can embellish relish and then sell it to ya plug! i’m a hustla baby, ask about me/

[pre-chorus:]
laaa laa, all you talk is lies, i hope that’s what you people like (buncha n-ggas faking for this bread)/
blaaa blaaa, you say you on the block, whatever helps you sleep at night/

[hook:]
i tell them b-tches pull up!
pull up! (x4) b-tch why you playing!
pull up! you say you got it?
pull up! she say she bout it?
pull up! she said she valid?
f-ck it you know where my house is pull up!

we light your city up ’till we become the night/
and do a bunch of reckless sh-t and hope to stay alive/
like bang……….. that coulda been me!/
taking my place and defacing away and i’m making them pay for what should’ve been free!

[verse:]
i’m on 100 proof and it’s evident.. i’m throwing up in your court yard/
i need some air, and decent hearing. and i’m supposed to be going to meet your parents/
but at least i got my gulls out of my ‘swole mouth, i’m spilling drinks on my planning board/
and… i see you got the gold out bouta go out, i see the link then i’m ganondorf/
i might sn-tch it n-gga, might cap this n-gga!/
say you widdit on site, you a catfish n-gga!/
hat trick—still call a gun a ratchet n-gga/ at church taking money from the basket n-gga/
rap nerds couldn’t fit him in a bracket n-gga… now — i’m — f-cking — dared — to — fit — the — sync — of/
every — dumb — com — par — i — son — you — think — of/ who the f-ck need a rebuff because

[bridge:]
n-gga if i don’t know you why you speaking to me/
why are you mentioning music if it ain’t featuring me? shiitt/
i might say f-ck my session, order pizza and wings/
invite your freak to my wing and have her sing it to me/ she sound like

[pre-chorus:]
laaa laa, all you talk is lies, i guess that’s what you people like (buncha n-ggas faking for this bread)/
blaaa blaaa, you say you on the block, whatever helps you sleep at night/

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