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m watts - liberachi lyrics

[produced by lex luger]

[hook: m watts]
diamonds, all on my body
i’m a livin’, livin’ liberace
organized crime, don’t fear n0body
i’m a livin’, livin’ john gotti
diamonds, all on my body
i’m a livin’, livin’ liberace
organized crime, don’t fear n0body
i’m a livin’, livin’ john gotti

[verse 1: m watts]
my n-ggas, we do this, south beach, my new sh-t
found my new new b-tch, mollied up, she clueless
money blowin’, it’s too cold, finish line, we too close
four doors on that 650, yeah n-gga that’s coupe though
been been been been ballin’, diamond on me, flossin’
livin’ liberace, hoes think that i’m awesome
base mailed and them k sh-lls’ll give a n-gga 20
that phone jump for that whole thing, told ’em give me 20
i’ll be right back, yeah, count that money
call papi’s cell, we need another one
patty cake that cake down, [?] pull them drapes down
locked and we loaded, quarter mil’ for this breakdown

[verse 2: pusha t]
white diamonds on a white cross, white hood, i’m in a white horse
playing b-tch be of the ku klux, i tax a n-gga like a write-off
steady gettin’ that white off, all my n-ggas put ’em right on
wanted poster for the heavy d, not because a n-gga write songs
overweight, tip the scale, quarter ki, [?]
beat the case so i skipped the jail
if i toss a nickel then i wish you well
rah, my hitmen don’t miss men, they k!ll sh-t
trunk a n-gga then burn the car, know i’m talkin’ that real sh-t
body bags, duffle bags, couple gloves, couple shovels and
dig the ditch for your mans and them
ain’t cost me no more than a couple grand
woo! just watch, n-ggas
king push, we them watch n-ggas
dope boys ’til death do us
f-ck with none of y’all cop n-ggas

[verse 3: m watts]
middle of the kitchen, couple birdies go missin’
that wrist wop, them grits locked, it’s homemade, it go instant
listen up, it’s dunville, bottles up, done deal
fake sh-t that they hittin’ on, find out if these guns real
live action, 2k, bed somethin’, i forget her
four racks on that biker jacket, balmain, fore weather
rain sport, ball weather, carry on, that’s all weather
all flyin’, we all buyin’, we all gettin’ this d-mn cheddar
margiela, watts, n-gga, all eyes, pac, n-gga
money made, money blown, get back to that pot, n-gga
penthouse, 2 floors, you drop? who knows?
rap sh-t just don’t work out, xov that loophole

- m watts lyrics

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