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grey sweatpants - rose gold lyrics

[verse 1: flash giordani]
pops drove a 88′ century
all white with the presidential seats and the tints to match, i’m still jealous
i’m headed right to the thrift
don’t take that trip if you ain’t got a good eye
you ain’t rocking that right, should’ve let me buy it
bet i won’t waste that jacket’s time
crinkled 10’s and 20’s in my front pocket
left my wallet in the crib, i’m driving careful watching for the coppers
please don’t stop us, a whiff of this kush and the slammer shut quicker than lockers
i’m a dodge them like vipers, like weaving around snipers
and bet the d-line won’t block us, yea
through them speakers i be sounding legit
got a b-tch that sucks d-ck like she’s trying to speak french
and i can tell you who i am but this ain’t this first time you’ve heard my name
mr. giordani giving top boss handshakes
and i can’t even fade it like boosie, used to roll doobies
used to puff loosies, now blunts get my high like cooley
pull up on the scene like a movie
riding shotty in the benz on the highway homie i’m tom cruising

[verse 2: chachi pajamas]
i’m on the block in a baby stroller
these b-tches is pushing me to the store for some groceries
i look like k-ci from jodeci in 1993
i’m paul bunyan when smoking trees, jeru damaja to a beat
i’m nick cannon in 98′, i’m in the business of making ears break
you a dumb n-gg- if your friends fake
boy i could’ve played down in florida state
but my house got raided and i got out of shape
i was neve a square, i was never a bears fan
i like the bulls though, and the sox my team joe
i got a lot of memories out in chicago
the thin crust pizza and good -ss tacos

[interlude: chachi pajamas]
spazz on the beat, tasmanian devil, i might pray for the beat
spazz on the beat, tasmanian devil, i might pray for the beat

[outro: chachi pajamas]
never met a presidential n-gg- like me
rose gold watch and it smell like a tree
my weed got fired like aj & free
h-lla weight on my tires because i’m with the homies tonight
h-lla weight on my tires because i’m with the homies tonight

- grey sweatpants lyrics

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