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payper corleone - mob wife lyrics

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intro;

as at the time you’ll be hearing this

i’ll most likely be somewhere with the commission sipping on the finest wine and surrounded by the prettiest women you know

verse 1;

she go like to lap the boy

i’m giving her joy

calm me down i’m feeling annoyed

feel at home, i tell her enjoy

that’s a 2 and half some if she’s bringing her toy

she got the go ahead from dada

do your thing love i ain’t worried about nada

i heard they asking who am i?

rumors fly el patron in a suit tie

brogue shoes but i might step out in loafers

she my b+tch and so i bought her a choker

you the bomb girl you’re a walking explosive
my matter tosa they know i’m cosa nostra

we set trends, we don’t follow the crowd baby

looking me just follow the loud

and i keep beside me a hottie

the tag on the silk shirt from italy, gianni versace…. c+cky

hook ;

we the children of the poor

turned students of the d+mn game

rose petals on the floor

shining like the sparkles from the champagne

make sure your glass is filled

if you bring your b+tch make sure that her ass is real

i gotcha girl issoraite

let me make you a mob wife

verse 2;

listen up i’ve been wanting to tell ya

love is good but money us better

chase the bag, once you have it get the right queen

don’t just work hard, be sure to do the right thing

wrote the art and i rolled with sharks

bring the light but i know the dark

rich n+ggas that carry iron like tony starks

roll and spark my side chick jordin sparks

you see a don there’s a bg on the lookout

spread the word only pretty women for the cook out

before i leave this earth i’ll most likely put a book out

easy money! i put my heart on everything i put out

what is you about?

a good father brings peace and prosperity to his family, and i, am determined to live by that rule

hook ;

we the children of the poor

turned students of the d+mn game

rose petals on the floor

shining like the sparkles from the champagne

make sure your glass is filled

if you bring your b+tch make sure that her ass is real

i gotcha girl issoraite

let me make you a mob wife

- payper corleone lyrics

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