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cyhi da prynce – thousand poundz lyrics

[intro:]
arrange my books in order
make up some nice stories to amuse you
make things look smart and easy
shape up the place, hungry for the

[hook:]
and if i found a thousand pounds, a thousand pounds [x3]

[verse 1: pill]
if i was privilidged enough find one thousand of that loud pack
distribute it to trusted partners just so they can bounce back
like juvie though, that’s a thousand n-gg-s say they knew me though
random text messages just flexin on how they knew before the work came
that i would be a standout like a search stain
pocket full of paper from prophet after the percaine
the first game, that i learned to play was that tetris
find a block filled em in and cash out on a necklace
he neckless, if he preachin’ some wild sh-t, foul sh-t
two shots now i’m sittin’ in cells on some green mile sh-t
perfect this, hustlin’ rationed bustas left with some lacerations
pounds that i’ve found i yawned feel like my luck awakened
we bluntin’, a hundred times ten got me in
came up and i would be a d-mn fool not to win
we bluntin’, a hundred times ten got me in
came up and i would be a d-mn fool not to win
ok denn

[hook]

[verse 2: cyhi da prynce]
if i ever touched a thousand i would front a bag to every hustler in public housing
all these f-ckin’ pounds and i would never touch a falcon
call up my battalion tell em’that i got them brussel frostin’
go buy some rifles for them cowards that be wylin’
tryna’ run up on us saw that b-tch up like a violin
get hit once from the big pump, you flip punk
about my chips chump, i’m a chipmunk like alvin
uh, then i’m back to puffing loud and
eyes cut lower than a kung fu master from shaolin
then i f-ck a stallion in my medallion
on an island drinkin wine, cuttin’ salmon
hit the club, make a movie robert townsend
the way these diamonds shinin’ in the ring throw the towel in
smilin’, thumbin’ through this cash that i’m pilin’
singing this soprano man i feel like i’m italian
what

[hook]

[verse 3: pusha t]
yuh, first thousand pounds n-gg- thought he hit the jackpot
club polaroid pic, benz symbol backdrop
bent over redbone, she was just a mascot
money fan can’t cool you off when you that hot
next stop car lot, coupe with the bald spot
maseratti grill like a pig when the jaws locked
malls shop a few hours took two showers
these two b-tches goin’ down like the two towers
too sour you can see it in a hater’s face
true cowards so i keep you in a hater’s place
drop them numbers on the pounds just to make em’ ‘scape
with the fake hustlers out i’m just makin’ sp-ce
these n-gg-s talk a good game i just make the cake
n-gg-s dying over here i just make the wake
been seeing a thousand pounds i just scr-pped the plate
for all the money that i stashed they ain’t made a safe

- cyhi da prynce lyrics

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