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truly sick - viceroy tryp lyrics

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[verse 1]
cash cash money
i can get it planet fitness anytime
flip through the guap like gymnast
backpack stacked felonious don’t leave a witness
i paid dues do i deserve to get a reset?

check at the front, left the keys with the rejects
keep an eye out better keep to the crow’snest
4 pay*phones couldn’t call to get your dome checked
new york no place for girl who don’t know best
high tolerance to blood, no thug, boneless
drumstick
fun with your chick she did a kickstand
porpoise, swim through the river did a tribe*dance
medicine tea made my eyes open widened

ring like a dial
cabana on crocodile

don’t e.t. phone your boyfriend to get a ride home
stay in silence around the dope and keep your eyes closed
wockhardt pint like a mini sized silo
bite size oreo kicked out the tahoe
know that he scared i can tell by vibrato
my flow should be the nuclear model

[verse 2]
new sock, vetement
new whip like a castle ride belmont

these b*tches they greasy she need to clean up
she been talking that tea but she got a c cup
this not a report more like a court date
we gon clean the plate put you up in the food chain

gang feast
for the wicked

pay for the seats but take to your wishes
i eat beats this sh*t what i’m willing
pitch is not for me why i show class
take to the streets and move your ass

hold up, silence
i’ma k!ll these opps as i’m wishing

i’ma get lazy and pop a bean with nicotine close
sleep when i’m sober i get high and let the sheets fold
call me she weeping she wanna see me i want cheeks hoe
i’m on the ceiling i’m seeing everything bald eagle

off of the old school like beanie sigel
rip scooby still got the snacks with ruby cheetos
hit up my cd in limousine and watch the regal
shooting at the sky at the seagulls

hit like richtofen slide with the ray gun
told me her lips popping, act 2 page one
flip up goth walking cut with the bape chuck’s
chucky bride this doll talking now she lit up

now that i’m up and i can see just what you stood for
i’ma leave you down and escalator to the top floor
pound with the pup i need the bud so hit the air force
course is par so my decision the only one from here forth

black and gold
(colorwave on guinness)
black and gold

put a quark in it b*tch neutron!

- viceroy tryp lyrics

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