classic nakita - pockets lyrics
no one knows more what i’ve seen, where i been
telling stories now but they all sounding like myths
gone away down south, move deep in the 6 burro
always in the pictures but i’m taking trips
all the days are long when you feeding a fist full
all i need is for you to put your name on the list
in the streets with a feature while i’m
speeding past your crib, when you see em’
you can tell em’ we don’t rent the whips
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i’m walking, i’m talking, i’m rich
no need for bling on my wrist
come out the house on a flip
you runnin’ it down, penny pinch
i’m running a play, that’s a blitz
go wax and polish the whip
know i go all in with chips
thc come through my p-ss
write it all on my skin
you don’t know, i give a sh-t
hunting you down on a tip
watch how you talk, do not slip
take all the money, no split
take all the credit, go figure
one in the pound and the pit
some on the ground and the sticks
asking the question of if
gunning you down i’m that b-tch
ba! ba! ba! ba! ba! ba! ba! sick!
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writing the script
takin the cl-ss
learn all the knowledge all from past
speak of the future
like the master…
all up in la la land
getting the ganja man
setting the standard here
mention i’m better here
i do not need to pretend
something i’ve seen in the end
if ever you need a friend
give me a ring whenever
better believe i’m here
whether you need me or not
this life is still a career
hope i make myself clear
doing amazing things
putting in all the pieces
puzzles are my specialty
do it on a regimen
do it non-stop ‘cuz i can
bullet go pop in my hand, pop!
sometimes they do not understand
that’s okay i’m still the man
no one knows what i have seen here
no one knows what i have seen here
no one knows what i have seen here..
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no one knows more what i’ve seen, where i been
telling stories now but they all sounding like myths
gone away down south, move deep in the 6 burro
always in the pictures but i’m taking trips
all the days are long when you feeding a fist full
all i need is for you to put your name on the list
in the streets with a feature while i’m
speeding past your crib, when you see em’
you can tell em’ we don’t rent the whips
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