20 Guns - Roc Marciano

Foreign exports, dress boss, select the escort

That was just a fresh thought

Ralph Lauren tee, the Porsche Jeep come with the warranty

Performance fee worth a quarter key

Let the mink drape, drink the grapes behind the gates

The G5 skate, apply grace

Tongue kiss a fifth, I’ll wrap your bitch up like a gift

This must be how it feel to reel in fish

Keith Sweat sang at the wedding

I rap with the 10 in leggings

Offend the peasants, presence

Black or Spanish be the preference, reverence

With lead you beg to get your head wrenched

I’m like Clooney, in ghetto jewelry

Hold the Uzi, the stone I threw you was a Ruby

I move smoothly

Roll a doobie in the jacuzzi, after the movie

She asked to do me, I replied absolutely

Sex noises, unfamiliar voices

We make choices, the poor witness the rich man rejoices

Tans in January, forever camera-ready

Hammers is heavy, scams are petty

Hands are sweaty, hold the wheel steady

Canary yellow scaglietti, Pendergrass Teddy

A classic medley

Champagne rolley, shows for ladies only

El Padroni, my ears ghostly

The Lex interior was Oak Tree

Liberian poulty, approach me

From young to older hoes with crows feet

Blow spliffs, flows emotionless, you’re broken in six

Frozen wrists I throw a poker chip, bitch