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cypher clique - the sheets lyrics

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[intro: mic anthony & e]
lit romney, lit lit romney
get lit then i get that body
hit the party, i gotta ride shotty
lit romney, lit lit romney
i’m finna’ shine like odell beck, i want the jewelry
i get to thinking like
(none of you b-tches foolin’ me)
(none of you b-tches foolin’ me)
(none of you b-tches foolin’ me)
grind like cornell west, i’m with the website
call that the fresh side, gotta [?????????]
but none of you n-ggas cool as me
(none of you n-ggas cool as me)

[bridge: mic anthony]
where the beach go?
she say her friend want a freak show
on the east coast
one night, wake up
where the sheets go?

[verse 1: e]
hey babe, get your bop right
i seen that -ss, you gotta wop right?
i’ve been living fast in the thot life
you don’t wanna cross paths like a stoplight
you don’t wanna na na mean on a speedboat?
spend a hundred racks, powered week on the ski slopes?
we know you never need new people
but…

[pre-chorus: mic anthony]
it’s ok, it’s alright
you’re so fake, you’re so nice
girl i’ve waited my life
being patient this time

[chorus: mic anthony]
where the beach go?
she say her friend want a freak show
on the east coast
one night, wake up
where the sheets go?
i’m cold, i’m cold, i’m cold, i’m cold
like, oh where the sheets go?
i’m cold, i’m cold, i’m cold, i’m cold
like, oh where the sheets go?

[verse 2: mic anthony]
they into wishin’, i’m using my intuition
and makin’ a k!llin’, ambition be higher than ceilings
they can’t see me man, they wanna be me man
smokin’ like a rasta, like ya pop pop, like a beanie man
this ain’t jamaica but the family from jamaica, queens
goofy’s on the daily everyday, but we don’t make a scene
still they wanna watch a n-gga like a telethon
i’m up in newark hitting swishers, call me delle donne
word play like a board game
got liq, got chics, then the tour came
i’m from a city full of pity, they adore lames
standout, while they lookin’ for handouts
so what’s next? good neck, a good check
dreamin’ when i’m scheming bout the women i should peck
this ain’t a hobby it’s a motherf-ckin’ lifestyle
my life’s quite wild, throw me a lifestyle

[bridge: mic anthony]
where the beach go?
she say her friend want a freak show
on the east coast
one night, wake up
where the sheets go?

[verse 3: relay]
bad girls, fresh gear, plus the bentley and coupes bruh
is in arms reach, so there’s plenty to shoot for
doing dirt, better get me a loofah
cuz a youngin’ trynna get a liq, call it hennypalooza
all these false promises, what they say sure is damagin’
fake ceo’s with their great tours and travelin’
swear they get paid more for managin’
but their -ss couldn’t be a chairman at raymour and flanigan’s
(get it?) i keep it real like we goin’ fishin’
once you do that, oh they all listen
it’s either bag broads on a mall mission
or trips overseas with a blonde vixen
gold chain, the dad hat, with blue griffey’s
move swiftly, young ninjas from new guinea
guaranteed to score like a free throw
seven in the morning, where the sheets go?

[outro: e]
yea i’m prepped for the spy sh-t
hopped out the whip on my magnum p.i. sh-t
you [???] shouldn’t f-ck with the cy clique
you know, don’t have no luck with the cy clique
you mess around and get buck for the cy clique
put your hands if you up with the cy clique
then again if you f-ck with the cy clique
grab your mans if you up with the cy
hey!



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