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red beans & cornbread - polyester the saint lyrics

this one of them songs that you
you bump in your caprice, your buick regal

i peel off on them hunnid spokes
from the underground i get paid mo
i creep, call, never late though
if i roll the dice i’ma take those
i bang bang for the lake show
all facts no fables
we just ain’t the same bro, just ain’t the same bro
now peep game when i say so
in my levi’s and my cortez’
ain’t a nan thing here wrong
from my pinky toe to my forehead
granny house, i stay fed, red beans with the cornbread
red beans with the cornbread (x2)
mac & cheese with the koolaid
fitted cap with the cool shades
rick james to 2 chainz
i thank the lord for a new day
who wanna see my on 2k
pac-man of this rap game
chompin’ down on everything (x2)
i pull up, now the party’s popping
hoe’s choosing, pimps knocking
henny poured and we ain’t stopping
like 6 4’s, we stay hopping
i’m true to this while you steady fronting
i’m custom up to the top b-tton
i stay winning, you stay watching
yelling domino’s and it ain’t nothing

–hook–

hunnid straight (we go hard)
bl–dy straight (we go hard)
bl–dy glove (we go hard)
heart i run (we go hard)
one be at strife (we go hard)
hope they frown (we go hard)
money round, (we go hard)
no handout (we go hard)
jamaica style, american style, west coast style
we go hard (we go hard, yeeeaa)
(me go hard x3)
for everything on our mind

–verse 2–

we grew here, y’all flew here
i can tell you whose who here
new chucks, i got 2 pair
since the 8th grade, i been too player
ain’t safe for you new kids
still a g thang like snoop is
or eazy-e, straight ruthless
dipping down, i’m cruising
so jump back, all you new jacks, before you get cracked
like pookie did
been out here so long, steady
pushing hard with my cool 10’s
cooling out with my cool friends
making dollars, making new trends (x3)
make it hollar, like who’s him?
6’2 with a smooth grin
keyboard, straight fooling
making them beats bang so tune in
pretty dame things movings (yep)
locked in, we grooving (yep)
you ain’t here, you boofin’
running wild, you losing
choosing, to hang with them chumps
we hooping, jump, jump, double pump
doing my thing, got my mojo
came to america, soul glo
touch this? that’s a no no
a new g, with an old, soul

–hook–

- polyester the saint lyrics

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