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vico & all things hip - expensive taste lyrics

[intro]
all things hip

[verse 1]
look, they say your first million don’t count if you don’t make it fast
so i’ma make another 20 just to make it last
these rappers ass claimed they got a mil’ in diamonds
but not ain’t got a million stashed
my body odour is million cash
this b+tch is bad, i f+ck her once and then i lose the feeling fast
gemballa tinted, i pull up in it lose the celiing fast
i need the cash, break your leg up like i’m eating crab
one hunnid benz’s, eid mubarak like i’m breaking fast
you still copping jamaican paddies
i’m plotting on a jamaican pad
different cloth speak a talk you don’t understand
don’t make take over the game, ether you on stage
check my schedule, d+mn my whole summer jam
i got the bug at a tender age
running thru bad b+tches with no tinder page
i live it, you simulate
thirty pre+mergers, i park ’em at different real estate
garage’s scream”murder”, patina pulled up and k!lled the game
twenty sgs’s, i need ’em in different colorways
had to move to florida, needed infinite summer days
now it’s satin loafers
gangsters don’t die, they get chubby and move to boca
f+ck all the exposure
now the crib looking like sosa’s
dipping in pagoda’s
if you hit me leave a message i’m just living at the moment
[chorus]
used to dream of better days
now it’s yacht+masters getting stoned by the everglades
haters coming at me sideways but i’m never phased
focused, i will never change
money in the pillow case
assembling cars like troops
my benz’s immigrate
model b+tch i penetrate
seven lawyers on the case
snakes trying to infiltrate, but never getting past the gate
had to louis v the case
b+tch i got expensive taste, yeah

[verse 2]
while your managers take twenty percent
i’m on a yacht renegotiating deals with a sheikh
two hunnid benz’s like a saudi, bet they treat me like a radical
f+ck your lil’ contract, need all of the mechanicals
my money doing flips, it’s acrobatical, i’m past fresh
paid trips, i need sabbaticals and assets
all of my b+tches got real asses and accents
jumping out the flagship, my hood got flags and sh+t
living like a diplomat, landed and bought fifty straps
flashbacks of my old life, told you i ain’t going back
og in my spliff, genetics from ’96
precious cargo in the whip
checking cars up off the list, yeah
[chorus]
used to dream of better days
now it’s yacht+masters getting stoned by the everglades
haters coming at me sideways but i’m never phased
focused, i will never change
money in the pillow case
assembling cars like troops
my benz’s immigrate
model b+tch i penetrate
seven lawyers on the case
snakes trying to infiltrate, but never getting past the gate
had to louis v the case
b+tch i got expensive taste, yeah

- vico all things hip lyrics

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