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vaani $hiest - hysteria lyrics

[hook: luciano corleone]
e&j cabernet, cabin full of that f-nny chase
alleyway wit the dank of the day
me and my n-ggas sip alottazay
on that asphalt, dribble-drive, fake then i fadeaway
it be my unsophisticated ways, ante up who tryna get a game of spades
mitch-ll and ness, i finesse n cause hysteria
all up around the suburbia, neighbor f-ck your scottish terrier
hullabaloo, whoop-de-doo
i be running the gamut while they skip to my lou
i bid adieu wit that kinda cool, no bangarangs & how do you do’s

[verse 1: luciano corleone]
it be the sublime rhymin’
smooth-er than the fine china
in yo old -ss grandmama’s – dinette cabinets setssa
yes yesa
the illest presence present brighter than the incandescense
no question catch me baggin’ yo b-tch wit a simple beckon
the best dressed, i gets gets – boy its nothin’ major
prevalent in the cradle, never let another n-gga deduct my paper
you on my heels son, you n-ggas ain’t got no motivation
my motives be moulded in portraits of solace since i was callow wit hasbro in this calicoe culture
maybe, oh maybe i can get a little sunshine
moms whats good wit da breakfast, eggs, b-tta chamomile wit the swine
hit the calisthenics, take a show, then recline
with that chancellor bennet, overly dedicated, joey bad 99
i need me a – zimbabwe – tinashe, kilo kish, or an aiko dame
last minute change, matter fact f-ck that gimme dat medley
throw in some angel haze so i can take it to the chesties
oh they say i got hysteria
i’m like d-mn right b-tch i’m in america

[hook]

[verse 2: luciano corleone]
i been wit my casha monet, oh na na p-ss the money
so i can guzzle merlot ’til i get vertigo and loose my vertical
kitten celeste, fabulous my lilith immaculate
every facet is beauty hypnotic
bring the stiff in the gucc betwixt the pocket
oh who me? my hubris got her open like a centerfold
let her behold the behemoth
leave ha marigold with fanciful notions
a bellyful feat, how i anchor the ocean
her cherry lingo, reserved for the sapphic
no mista-mista, a broken-hearted sista after those who favor dem scissor antics
aye, if you gon sin at all, might as well sinbad – and mean well
i mean, peace sells… but who really buyin’?
where the merit don’t matter as long as they flattered
be ye not dismayed on the first of the 1st of da month, them checks betta come
where the mula meet the bust – no seats on the bus
acquainted with must, eyes with the crust
oh godly gotti, i broaden broads here broadly
i leave it isosceles
canon commotion they know how i be
obviously if she doing it, she liking it – to some degree
so i just might tiamat the spot and see the sum of her soul while i grab at t-t-ty
excuse my lasciviousness, i – shouldn’t be so quick to joust with the lance
that lead to smitten advances, chiasmus living, absinthe rembrandts on my canvas
bring that hennessy in h-ennyway
a farewell to arms, i’ll be hemingway on this dying day…
what do you say? what do you say?

- vaani hiest lyrics

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