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azure the paradox - drown in designer lyrics

[intro 1: sample]
the bible says in verse 138;
for i am persuaded that neither death nor life
nor angels nor princ-p-lities, nor powers
nor things present or things to come
nor height nor depth
nor any other creature
shall be able to separate us from
the love of god that is in christ jesus our lord, amen

[intro 2: azure the paradox]
yo, you see that chick over there
don’t go near her, don’t smack at her
just look the way she play that n-gga
i’m locked behind-
she just want the bag you feel me
you gotta be careful
need awareness out here, dangerous, on god
this that dirty, stinky, nasty, rachet, rowdy sh-t

[hook: azure the paradox]
she want the dolce gabana
she want the louie and prada
she fell in love with designer
she boutta drown in designer
she want versace and hermace
she couldn’t pay in the first place
she boutta drown in designer
she boutta drown in designer

[verse 1: azure the paradox]
yuh, these n-ggas materialistc
slave to the dollar they nothing but victims (on god)
look in the eyes of medusa
we turn your wallet to prisons
credit card stacking the debt
order the bottles she want the moet
i swear they ain’t paying back
scam on the first and she leaving you dead
(no cameras, no cameras)
stacking up racks for a brand name
she got expensive taste
you boutta blow up a check on her
while she gon blow out your brain
she just want money and nothing else
a couple of bags if you tryna help
bleeding you dry like its sickle cell
she leave your -ss and you sick as h-ll cuz

[verse 2: azure the paradox]
n-ggas gon hate that i’m calling you out
you should be happy that you got the clout
everyone stuck with my name in they mouth
treat you like p-ssies i’m pulling sh-t out
i did this sh-t for my n-ggas at dale
don’t give a d-mn i ain’t making no sales
chasing the numbers end up in a cell
acting like demons too far for a prayer
i blew all my money on clothes, blew it on beats
trading my soul, yeah
n-ggas out chasing the paper, i ain’t gon lie
i think that i folded, yeah
n-ggas out stunting on gram, gucci the belt
louie the soles, yeah
a n-gga been under this pressure, making these diamonds
always been cold, yeah

[verse 3: azure the paradox]
aye, got to this point with no deal on me
she just want money for real homie
you ain’t got value on god
don’t be a d-ck but you acting so soft
it doesn’t matter you won’t hit it
get her the bag and she run with it
taking advantage of dumb n-ggas
now i ain’t gon say she be gold digging
(the work of the devil)

[verse 4: j-west]
(j-west, aye yeah)
she want that baliencaga
she just want gucci and prada
she want that dolce gabanna
she fell in love with designer
she sold her soul to a brand name
she blame it all on the ego
her heart belongs to the balmains
wherever the money go, she go
and she want that baliencaga
she just want gucci and prada
she wanna look like rihanna
she boutta drown in designer
she sold her soul to a brand name
she blame it all on the ego
her heart belongs to the balmains
wherever the money go, she goes

[outro: azure the paradox]
you see man? you gotta be wise out here
they just want the check they just want the bag, dog
don’t get yourself caught up thats the first mistake
even if you blow a check, sh-t you get intuition
so in reality you paid for tuition, you feel me?
(the work of the devil) on god

- azure the paradox lyrics

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