kardinal offishall – set it off lyrics
(feat. clipse)
gibberish
(baraba rabababarabuh)
(wwaaoouuhhh!)
ohh heh! [x2]
ohh ohh ehh! [x7]
[verse 1: kardinal offishall]
yo! i’m tryin not to wear three x’s no more
it’s ok now carter stand 6’4
you can hear the insecurity in my voice right
i don’t take my chain off on the mics
my security piece
it gives me security(security)
i’m waiting for the ghetto to secure me
i just put away thirty percent for my taxes
twenty for the feds, the rest under my matress huh
i gave my wallet a botox injection
a bunch ‘a rude boyz in’a your section
trynna give my tax bracket an erection
a seventies ent-ty girl look at my complexion
if you can smell my cologne, you’re too close
you small time, my +net+ what you made +gross+
seven days everyday when you from around my way
i’m married to the life girl, catchin the bouquet
[chorus: kardinal ofishall & pusha-t]
set it off(ohh ohh ehh!)
fire me up [x4]
hold it down(ohh ohh ehh!)
yeah that’s it [x4]
[verse 2: pusha-t of clipse]
pusha, yeah
trim set ’em thin better than i
comin through in the slim leathers that’s followed by the fives
my and my n-gg-s call the coupe jekyl and hyde
’cause the roof’s on and off’s like they in and out of their minds
eggsh-ll pale ti-da-tota on the scale
the old nine’s is out and i ain’t waiting on a deal
the same time the mothaf-ckers bargaining and lawyering
that c-ke money just keep pouring in and pouring in
quarter mil bling-bling, that’s the price of fame, lame
i should have a t-tle and a d.e on the chain man
re-up gang pyrex over pie roll
stir it till it’s hard, pop it out, let it dry slow
recipe for greatness me and carty now n-gg- taste this
you f-cking with the a-list. face it.
n-gg- this tha’ swag four-eighty-five hangin’ off my -ss
we call it frivolous cash (what the f-ck)
[chorus]
[verse 3: malice of clipse]
(now listen)
superstar like lupe
see me in the coupe hot d-mn it’s a new day
i remove the roof as if it’s a toupe
to shed light on the jewels, glue on blu-ray
high definition
i get cash two-twenty on the dash and a self start ignition
tola don’t love me but she keep insisting
brain so good it’s hard to keep my distance
red carpet entrance play clothes fashion
nose in the air i smell a chanel platinum
re-up is the gang, i rep with a p-ssion
till the wheels fall off and it all come crashing
malice with mr. carter now
behind dark tint like we on the prowl
nothing like money make a b-tch loose her blouse
well done homie, we rich take a bow.
[chorus]
ohh heh! [x2]
ohh ohh ehh! [x7]
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