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Ghostface Killah Bulletproof Wallets Interlude 1 Yo.. one-two.. Yo; aiyyo he said I had fly ankles Plus my bangles was star-studded out, Ice cut it out! Everytime we attend somewhere, you act real terribly You shit on niggaz too much you start to worry me You switch up, last week you burned a old lady's retina I thought them thick Coke bottle jammies might protect her But it didn't Pah, the lady's blind and it's all your fault It went down to jury court and you walked On stage you fuck with nigga's faces, glaciers Hittin off with Cristal bottles, bing wind up in the basement Very expensive championship Chip Rocks known for his wedding day, bitches give you props Look you tied a knot, understand you hot; you got my man popped in the most famous era, like when "Play the Fool" dropped Waves and blue tops, raise the roof off the group Them days, the black and red MJ's, I was loose! |
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