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Holy Matrimony Lyrics - Artist : Banks, Lloyd
When yellow tape come out, niggas start telling
Quite, boy, two, three-time felon My feet yelling, "I came a long way" Trust nigga, keep the flamer all day, hey! Let me introduce you to, a couple niggas that would shoot for Blue Split your coup in two, I get all of them stuck, I got super glue Armored cars, and a gun from the future too Shorty I'm doing the same thing you could do Get off your ass, make the masses used to you Fuck what you used to do, what you doing now These young boys don't play, man they'll shoot you down Ain't too much change, niggas still hating Talking about what they're going do but I'm still waiting From here on out it's money-making I need mine now, no time for debating Maybe if I was no real, we'd be homies But these niggas ain't my kind (You don't want to owe me It's holy matrimony) The world won't change for you, when you're holy Niggas get shot all the time (Don't act like you know me It brings holy matrimony) Little ghetto boy, the government's blind It's drama all winter, in the summer it climbs I got it in my mind that it won't decline So I carry my nine niggas want this shine I'ma give it to them out the trunk this time All pure no cut, no punks in mine Know doe makes so I can function, I'm About a bill, about a dime, now show them how to rhyme I'm coming from a hard place, another day another car chase Where pretty boys turn to Scarface, some giddy girls turn cokeheads Some even turn up missing, just another hoe dead An infiltrator is a code red I'm tired, niggas can't catch me, you're old as a Pro-Ked Another year that's just more bread I'm a loyal nigga, I put that on my forehead Maybe if I was no real, we'd be homies But these niggas ain't my kind (You don't want to owe me It's holy matrimony) The world won't change for you, when you're holy Niggas get shot all the time (Don't act like you know me It brings holy matrimony) I'd rather be rich and upset than fucked up and happy Ball out until they pull the truck up and snatch me Four G's, grimmey Green Gang general Niggas don't get right, they get subliminal Reminds me of the same shit women do Your little fish don't know the water he's swing through I got them miserable And you know misery love company, you're lame off principal I'm having dreams of my dead homies Telling me to take back the shit they owe me Ayo, Tony, these niggas sniffing something Thinking they're bulletproof cause they're lifting something You're wearing bogies in the first place These are major league diamonds, you could see them from third base Another mill another court case Just trying to keep up with New York's pace Maybe if I was no real, we'd be homies But these niggas ain't my kind (You don't want to owe me It's holy matrimony) The world won't change for you, when you're holy Niggas get shot all the time (Don't act like you know me It brings holy matrimony) |
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