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sicilian - payroll giovanni lyrics

[intro: payroll giovanni]
four*one

[verse 1: payroll giovanni]
doughboyz cashout, b*tch, members only
in the summer rockin’ winter rollies with the pistol on me (yeah)
just for n*ggas tryna get up on me, we ain’t flashin’ guns
gotta stay protected when you passin’ tongues and stackin’ funds (gettin’ money)
n*ggas run they mouth, we just having runs (runs)
so i’m still rich when the rap is done
bosses in the clique and we huddle up
either we gon’ drop us a single or work gonna double up (which one?)
i don’t double cups, i rock double*links
sipping don p or pink clic’, presi’ match the mink
bar in the crib, that’s when i grab a drink
louis slippers on, texting gary ’bout my nеwest piece (yеah)
i want it to say “dbc for life”
for a vs ice, i ain’t the bs type
i miss rock, they tried to say he used to keep that white
get money, keep it quiet, yeah, we that type, n*gga

[verse 2: doughboy dre]
n*gga, i ain’t never wanna motherf*ckin’ hoop (never)
i want the yellow gold, all sets on the coupe
a spot to roll out, couple straps for the troops (ya’ dig?)
bro in that mase’, seats red, tomato soup (ugh)
probably f*ck yo’ boo, just relax, man, that b*tch old
only bad b*tches on my line, not no stank hoes (nah)
twenty bands, that’s a half a bird, now the case closed
top floor at the indigo, how the day go
[verse 3: big quis]
arrogant n*gga, i might just smack you with a loaf (ho n*gga)
sample my mind, i’m through being humble, i’m the g.o.a.t
i talk crazy to hoes, give me that p*ssy, b*tch, i’m h*rny
i need a patek, my piece of sh*t watch only cost forty (yeah)
ain’t telling no stories, i rap the truth, these ain’t no lies
took that edd money, bought work in front of some of the guys
cartiers on my eyes, i see that none of my opps as rich as me
i’m way too important, i tell my hoes, they can’t get d*ck for free
flawless diamonds, flawless victory, you n*ggas losing
i don’t get a long with humans, dbc, this just a movement
in the coupe and i ain’t cruising
doing donuts on the mile
let my mink drag on the ground
my bag up to a hundred pounds (uh, n*gga)

[verse 4: hbk & overlord scooch]
i spent two thousand for these kicks, f*ck your stimulus package (f*ck it)
she ate the d*ck up for dinner, the nuts, she finished it after
pay two green to put cheese on you, now you scrimmage with packers
treat his wig like a banana peel and peeled his sh*t backwards
n*gga, i’m with your dream girl, she taking pictures and captions
all that sh*t you talkin’ in they ear, it’s fiction and cappin’
n*gga, don’t call me gang if you ain’t step, well boss yo’ life up
a assh0l*’ll f*ck your girl then make you pick your wife up
(yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
[verse 5: overlord scooch]
i’m on live and sixth about to sell some oranges, antioxidants (rock up)
they finna take ’em ot where they pop ’em like they lozenges (haha)
i’m tryna just stay positive
i just spent three thousand on an ottoman
cocaine stimulate the economy
but we don’t need no edd, we dbc, sell poison like we dbd
b*tch is in atlanta like she nene leakes
clicquot poppin’, we don’t stop until we get a million
and when we go shopping, all that sh*t italian, we sicilian n*gga (ov)

- payroll giovanni lyrics

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