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philo b - china shop lyrics

numerous textures, i’ll hate for sh-t to have to result into drastic measures

i’m in the lair, the lab, the castle, the palace, you can call it whatever

pardon my leather
i weathered the weather weller than weathermen
headrest lettering, louis vuitton lettermen
gooey, the charm elegant
drooling like barbarians
truly a don, let us in
i had pizzazz since pottery cl-ss, and now i’m tryna get a lottery bag
but see my temper bad, n-gg-s get to talking, we blast, and people end up with colostomy bags
it’s nothing pretty but you gotta be gritty to run the city
amidst the pain and misery must remain a mystery
you misinterpreted my whole plan of entry
you got me mixed up like burg with the simply
i freeze, i might take a pose if you flick me
my st–ze, very much potent i’m nifty
y3’s, moncler coat if it’s nippy
my g’s, already on go is ya kidding me?

all my n-gg-s on go
all my n-gg-s on go yeah they is
one phone call for a show
bulls in a china shop for the dough, yeah they is
all my n-gg-s on go
all my n-gg-s on go yeah they is
one phone call for a show
bulls in a china shop for the dough, yeah they is

all my n-gg-s on go yeah they is

and then it goes
ridiculous, you switched up on your woes for some ‘fo’s
you pillow talkin’, you so undisciplined with them hoes
for benjamins i might drive to michigan with them hoes
prescription zips with several life sentences enclosed
done did some sh-t that not even my n-gg-s them would knows
but i never did a thing to get my membership revoked
i love my coalition been conditioned with my bro’s
we done did some sh-t that wasn’t intended to be disclosed
savage youngin’s that’ll press yo’ granny for pension
357’s turn yo’ section to the 7th dimension
i got forgiato blades that’ll cut through the tension
my turner technical days i was cuttin’ detention
now i give impala steering columns hyperextensions
now i (breathes)
now i meditate, i’m clearly vindictive
now i dedicate my attention to divvying digits
now i medicate with spliffy’s big as indian fingers
it’s in my lineage to k!ll it, dna of a winner
diadora’s on ya dining table, we in the building
i’m a custo though, i throw my c up, but i ain’t cripping
my lil whoadie them might have to t up, but i ain’t lipton
big enough to whip the dually truck, you see i been liftin’
slick enough to pick ya susan up, you see i been pimpin’

- philo b lyrics

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