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plate of china - jay nice & ru$h lyrics

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[intro: ru$h]
ru$h dollar sign, fendi don, n*gga

[verse 1: ru$h]
uh, speedin’ in a ‘rari when i’m racin’ by ya (woo)
yeah, n*ggas think you nice, but they say i’m nicer (that’s a fendi)
don’t hit me on my phone unless you say it’s dire
old b*tches hate my guts, but they say i’m fire (she still think i’m fire)
what i shoot’ll flip a car and deflate a tire (woo)
that’s a r. kelly feature, you gon’ pay the piper (grr*r*rt)
i got a shooter that i pay for hire (woo)
she light*skinned and let it sing with the cannon, she like a fake mariah (woo woo)
wanna book me for a show? it’s gon’ take a rider (that’s gon’ cost a ticket)
ru$h and nice on the album? it’s gon’ make it flyer
i could get you what you need if you the bank supplier (that’s a fendi)
i could get you the yay, but it’s gon’ take a wire (wooo!)
uh, i’m a mechanic * i was in the yeezy boost wave runners and then i changed attire (that’s a fendi)
air jordans with the great designer (woo)
i’m the one that they admire, ’cause the flow is like a plate of china
uh (woo)
[verse 2: jay nice]
uh
catch me floatin’ in the latest spyder (skrrt skrrt)
my piece is frozen and the chain is brighter than a propane lighter
i’m cocaine, my mary janes wink at me and say, “go get ’em, tiger” (a’ight)
they all get d, see, you can’t escape the sniper
doctor knock*boots, i’ll have her like vega
climbin’ up the walls, break her hymen, i’m the one your babe desires (this is flair jordan)
she told me take her legs and raise ’em higher (i will)
my s*x a weapon, if her p*ssy’s perspective? i definitely made it wider (ha)
you can’t tell me i’m not the waviest rider of all times
i make it unsafe in the cypher, my statements flyer (yeah)
easy work on these n*ggas, it’s like a snake vers’ a tiger (facts)
and you guaranteed to fold like a paper binder
you’ll catch a shot in the arm with the arm (ch*cha! ch*cha!)
it’s like you takin’ pfizer
your youtube got eight subscribers (loser)
that’s prob’ly why you got a hatin’ bias
but i’m on your page, all in your comments, can’t get no hatin’ by us (n*gga! i seen that sh*t, n*gga! but you ain’t say nothin’! lame!)
n*gga, uh
i know you waitin’ on that famili 4, but tell me why you hate the family for? huh? (yeah, yeah)
f*ck wrong with these n*ggas, man? one more time
i know you waitin’ on that famili 4, but tell me why you hate the family for?
you better answer me, dawg (east side, east side, east side, east side, east side, east side, east side, east side, east side, east side, n*gga)
it’s prob’ly ’cause we slammin’ your wh0re—a’ight, i’m out, man
let’s hop in the mclaren, man
skrrt, skrrt

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