mr. muthafuckin exquire - 40z at the met gala lyrics
[intro]
welcome to the 14th annual met gala , live from new york city
oh here we have mr. m-th-f-ckin exquire, what are you wearing tonight mr. exquire?
“get the f-ck outta my way”
[verse 1]
40’z at the met gala
vintage sergio tacchini jacket like kendu & ra’shon
flexin’ in linden plaza, fresh out the projects, boots still got p-ss dripping off em’ leaving prints like f-ck your red carpet
grimy brooklyn n-gg- though he front like a scholar
get you lined while i’m reading frantz fanon in the [?]
matte black dripping like its kylo ren
my leather corinthian, my b-tch nigerian
bantu knots i hold them like a joystick while she blow d-ck
ima bust this nut for the motherland kkkk
i’m doctor umar tipping strippers p-ssy drunk on moonshine but they don’t contradict his vision
bipolar yeah i got some talent and some issues
since you tried to play me like im p-ssy ima fist you
headb-tt, skullf-ck, stomp n-gg-s d-cks loose
thousand dollar bottles can’t pr-nounce cliquot
[interlude]
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