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trinidad james - conceited lyrics

[produced by bangladesh]

[hook: trinidad jame$]
somebody bring the mirror
somebody bring the mirror
somebody bring the mirror
somebody bring the mirror
don’t make me get conceited
don’t make me get conceited
don’t make me get conceited
don’t make me get conceited
somebody bring the mirror
somebody bring the mirror
somebody bring the mirror
somebody bring the mirror
don’t make me get conceited
don’t make me get conceited
don’t make me get conceited
don’t make me get conceited

[verse 1: trinidad jame$]
when you look in the mirror, do you feel like a boss?
when you look at that b-tch in your eye, do you feel like a boss?
i gotta lotta b-tches on my side, please do not think that you special
i am your father figure, little b-tch
please do not disrespect me, ho
no more n-ggas in my section, please, extra, extra, extra hoes
no more n-ggas in my section, please (extra, extra extra h-)
i taught your baby daddy how to dress, this is not a flex
i taught your favourite rapper how to dress, this is not a flex
the ferragamo cost a chicken tender, that’s a four piece, not a mrs. winters
i’m the flyest n-gga-n-gga walking, imma need some to contenders
i’m the one to pay the roll, and start the , causing fender benders
you don’t shop like i shop, n-gga
never never, i’m in new [?], you just got to lennox
trap, trap hat, shoes, sweater
call it triple threat
n-ggas still tryina be flyer than me, they ain’t did it yet
we came a long way up, started in the lobby
your car know your rent, [?]
all my n-ggas know [?]
all my b-tches know it’s s-m-n
diamond dance like chris brown, hallelujah jesus
i know these n-ggas see me
i know these b-tches see me
i know these n-ggas see me
i know these b-tches see me
my crib [?], i gotta make them or believe them
i be flyer than a flag, i ain’t tryina brag, hallelujah, jesus
but you need another reason
cause i make it look so easy
i be flyer every season
don’t make me get conceited

[verse 2: skooly]
don’t make me get conceited
make ’em or believe ’em
i told them i ain’t preachin, dressin’ like a deacon
bad b-tches, bad b-tches, all on the weekend
ménage à trois, threesome, bad b-tches getting freaky
okay, now tis is not the season
swagger jagger steven
don’t need hoes, i got three hoes, in this one lamborghini
call me slab dab jesus
margiela beanie
ball man, to all man, to jeremy scott wingin’
got your favourite rapper singing
but i’m not offended
f-ck the politicin’
i’m the one that did it
bad b-tch in venice, mad grippin [?]
since i got to benji’s, i don’t ever shop at lennox

- trinidad james lyrics

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