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peruvian gold rush/skyboxes - al.divino lyrics

[part i: peruvian goldrush]

[verse]
ayo, the toaster tucked, listen close, kid
this the ghost that buy cocoa cut
shoot up your whole blocks like i’m smokin’ dust (brrt!)
cobra clutch, cuban link with the golden crush
felicitous tuff
motorboat just slide (brr)
if you got some reefer then bulb it up
might put a bullet in your brain if you tryna give us bogus bucks (yeah!)
counterfeit loot, post, slide, homicide, semis loaded up
pop ’em for provokin’ us (bloaw*bloaw!)
peruvian gold rush, slugs leave your bones crushed
broke fiends smokin’ so sus (haha!)
we in the lobby with it, bobby digi’, scottie pippens (woo!)
bulletproof wallets, wallis, i flip the blue and cream (ha)
whole crew ’bouta make stupid green, goose ’em, zing
mandatorily move with the beam
future supreme, know i mean?

[part ii: skyboxes]

[intro]
dump gawd, b*tch
ayo
[verse 1]
expensive pilot, calico black, valid
you suffocate on stage, dissapoint us, supporters stopping you (you know, son)
solid all my life, ar tape with the stockin’
narcotic stock market, pop your top off like a tonic, yo
in violence severaly, yakutia, copped the color of the levis, 9 comin’, come for your skyboxes, yo*yo (coke)
conversant code, a nursent, burgundy throne
purple tape playin’ while turban fold (smoke)
get your souls curtains permanently closed
mcflurries from foes, but i still prefer to swerve us some hoes (you heard?)
perry [?] predator, merlot (‘lot)
my filipino down draped in a fur coat (know i mean?)
coast

[verse 2]
still prosper despite the pitfalls, got it locked like a picture (yeah)
audio opium, listeners gettin’ withdrawls (yeah)
supreme fatigue, homage jacket with the arabic
you insecure confusin’ the servants with arrogants (f*ck outta here)
car bomb rifle steamin’ like asparagus
heavy winter catatonic state once [?] sit out (brrt)
paramore paradimes, [?]
icicles, much more than a slight wrist
roll the dice, kid
come on, let’s go
[chorus]
ayo, four, five, six, come on get you fixed
you know what time it is, we live on the strip
bloaw*bloaw, what you need, yah? (what you need, yo?)
ayo, four, five, six, come on get you fixed
you know what time it is, we live on the strip (enough)

- al divino lyrics

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