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robb bank$ - perfect world lyrics

[intro: , robb banks & god hand]

god hand here, it seems we’ve awoken the king
the egg of the perfect world is hatched
for those of you still alive after conviction, a special ceremony is in order
the law of causality is in effect, and morality is away
you must endure his wrath, hahahahaha

now present, arc 2; falcon of the millennium

[verse 1]
i think back to sabrina and ashley, bought the lexus, i’m selling the xannies (yeah)
can’t say i went ashy to classy (ayy), i’m still the same n+gga from when you met me (aye)
yellow coupe, great gatsby, (mwah) got bbc for the vashties (mwah)
motion picture, 3d, cash me (phew), wonder how lightyears pass you

[chorus]
load up the glocks, i’ma spin on they blocks, i’ma roll the b+tch (pew, pew, pew, pew, pew, pew)
ap and pateks, diamonds out the box, i done froze the wrist (set)
i f+cked on a sl+t, and i sent her back, but i don’t know the b+tch
if i put on every chain, it’s climate change, know how cold it gets? (mwah)

[verse 2]
i just spent ten thousand dollars on a belt and i don’t even want it (let’s go)
i don’t got a maid, i just call up your b+tch, she come do all my chores (mwah, swear)
yeah, i burn all the money, and buy all the jewelry and never go poor
she f+cking with me, i’m a money machine, highly favored by god (i think i might be happy, i’m pressure though)
ak with a shoulder strap, hold that b+tch
keep back on that thing, boy, control that gl!ck
don’t come on no mission, you ain’t finna hit
i’m ’bout money and gun smoke, p+ssy, that’s it (bah)
limbo, with it, how low you can get?
they sayin you the limbo, i’m bussin’ that stick
i don’t do hail mary’s, i don’t do regrets
yeah, i’m going to h+ll, god know i ain’t sh+t (buh, buh, buh)
[interlude]
spin (spin the block, mwah, spin the block, spin+spin the block)
spin, hol on, yeah
falcon of the millennium, yeah (spin the block, spin the block)
yeah, xan with the lean is the combination
you f+ck n+ggas is the inspiration
you digg what i’m sayin? (bah, bah, bah)
highly imitated, never duplicated
(spin the block, spin+spin the block)

[chorus]
load up the glocks, imma spin on they blocks, imma roll the b+tch (pew, pew, pew, pew, pew, pew)
ap and pateks, diamonds out the box, i done froze the wrist (set)
i f+cked on a sl+t, and i sent her back, but i don’t know the b+tch
if i put on every chain, it’s climate change, know how cold it gets? (ayy, mwah)

[verse 3]
inside, outside, bend her like becky, hit a field goal every time i kick it
i wrestle with a bad baby, like i’m woah vicky, you know i get silly, veni, vidi, vici
lil’ b+tch said that she saw me on tv, now she a mob wife, bakin’ me ziti
saint laurent b+tches, they f+ck me the fastest, i got out of hand with a b00bie and trapped it
money machine, money machine, go beep
she need some tlc before she creep
i gave her a perc’ ten, then she a fiend
she sucking my toes and rubbing my feet
i’m lil jon, eastside boyz with the skeet
i’m riding in the big boy brabus, no jeep
i got two nines on me, and i ain’t got no key
futuristic tron tesla, came without a key
red truck, blue truck, green truck, black truck
burbon excursion, that tahoe, that mack truck
you like to beat up these hoes, i just fist ’em
free all my ssetts caught up in the system
seen that p+ssy n+gga, and i blitzed him
i got my lil’ smacker like, “mext one”
i got my other smackers like “which one”
pointing them out, pew, pew, pew, tryna hit some
[interlude]
mwah, mwah
i got my lil’ smackers tryna hit some
i got my lil’ smackers tryna get one
i got my lil’ smackers tryna hit some
pew, pew, pew, like, “next one”
yeah, mwah
falcon of the millennium
millennium falcon, how ever you wanna call it
xan with the lean the combination, you f+ck n+ggas is the inspiration
and these p+ssy ass n+ggas can’t duplicate me, you heard?
(pew, pew, pew, mwah)

[outro]
spin, spin (spin), spin (spin), spin (spin), c’mon
spin, spin (spin), spin (spin), spin (spin), spin
spin, spin (spin), spin (spin), spin (spin), mwah
spin, spin (spin), spin (spin), spin (spin), mwah

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