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meyhem lauren - drug lords lyrics

1-2, straight up

catch us on stage looking like drug lords
pen paragraphs for all my n-gg-rs that swing swords
whips chains seasonal, roofs get removed
b-tches bagging bundles new got vocals getting eq
live n-gg-r rap real talk that’s us
cash man everything gats that bust, bust
outdoors break laws the streets we trust
make noise never talk to the boys let ’em discuss

cool it doctor lay you where you eat your pasta
with big choppers from the rasta in the helicopter
video games we don’t play
ps3 rappers get broken in broad day (break your face)
right on myrtle and broadway
run up in the movie spot and hit’em where they all stay
family ties reason why your family cries
while a n-gg-r shorty wop with vanity eyes
we the stars of our own movies, sly stallone couldn’t move me
feet up on the sofa rolling a doobie
i walk with the strength of ten million hood n-gg-ser
who like to cause ruckus and love to pull triggers
habitual line steppers always trying to undercut
name on a dotted line reserve the right to f-ck you up (f-ck you up)
i’m kobe with the rock
you a 4th quarter lebron n-gg-r ready to slop

back to that other sh-t listing like a wet seal
work phone ringing fiends looking for a fresh deal
blind stances turn to mind trances
shorty flat footed but her nose does line dances
i love that intricate thug rap supply it often
they tried to clip my wings
i’ll never be retired flossing
sipping silent thinking violent call it quiet saucing
the jewels i’ve picked up over years is an acquired fortune
been burning sh-t consecutive we never tire torching
your reputation has no juice me i’m at my at often
b-tches wanna smoke we give them floral rinses
then p-ss they mouth around and turn them to an oral princess
it’s just the way we move welcome to ny
meister stoop n the coop n-gg-r my pen fly
snake sour shower your whip if it’s a time of war
we use to grind with raw hustling in the fine velour

couple dollars in a fiend cheese pocket
scurry to the side of the building to cop it
the scurry back to the lobby to rock it
i’m talking white olivia dukakis joan cusack
suede shoe, blue coupe roof back
hey yo the cops coming, boot that
then break it down so you can toot toot-a-loot that
straight from queens loafer to the pedal
steaks are medium rare
hosted for the metal
i’m getting closer with the devil
i won’t stop till there’s a notion on the bezel
sand art in my weed jar
did a back flip right into the window of the green car
then i peel like an orange
leather outfits martin lawrence
three pr-ngs on the pasta fork,
spin the..
doodo stains in the joint, that’s me

- meyhem lauren lyrics

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