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feat. Born Divine [Intro: Cappadonna (Born Divine)] Uh, yeah, Park Hill Productions The belt, aiyo Peace God (Peace God) [Cappadonna] Yo, I just came back from uptown, got a dozen of coats Two ki's of Nikes and a platinum rope Chrome with the microscope [Born Divine] What you wanna do? I got a truckload of shit, everything is brand new I got a rock that I caught from Tiffany's, fifty g's And ten hot Bentley's from overseas The color of leaf [Cappadonna] Yo, Born, watch out for the thieves Keep your third eye open, watch out for the thieves Keep that gun by the knife, then we out in the breeze [Born Divine] Out in the breeze, larger than life We got stacks over there, we'd rather snatch tonight Make sure that paper right, while we breaking the ice [Cappadonna] Breaking the ice, laying track, chasing the mice Loading the trunk, you got five jet planes, we'll explode in the front We don't hang around rats, waste money on stunts We like Marriott Hotels, laying in cartel Cream like Carvel, yo, my team got bars and shells [Outro: Cappadonna] Bra-a-at.. that was it? Uh-huh, this one is like a fresh pair of shoes With some new tags... |
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