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(feat. Michell Mitchell, Phenom Pacino) [Chorus x2: Michell Mitchell] Royal Flush that worldwide, moves wit destiny Rubies and neck fatigues, Fort Knox and the N.Y.C. [Royal Flush] Royal Flush AKA Doc Holiday, all day The act jeeps, for foreplay, I keep it the raw way My lifestyle'll spendin these riches and fuck bitches Coppin keys and smokin mad weed on the benches I'm street struck, that's why your man Rob got buck Keep ya guards up, and God bless that nigga that's tough I hate to open up ya face, half moon you wit the razor Flush, you run for Mayor of New York, best over take ya Plus my shit is flavor, my mind increase ill behavior Blow the detonator, my life story is gettin greater Linen suits and gators, private jets to Las Vegas You can watch me, but can't stop me My crew is wild like the Nazi And keep my neck flooded like Liberaci And high speed, livin his life in luxury Drop top ease, I'm tryin to get money, across seas While my lady shippin agent 3-80's, from Germany Who to say I'm shady, just to calm nigga crazy Affastinate me, it's sabotage, all that hates me Letras de canciones [Chorus x2] [Royal Flush] New York inspire rhymes, like a Flush crime And organize wit the best dominant sex wit techs Till we all rest, invest in cool glocks and jets Five thousand dollar pents, blue gets up in my Rolex It's Saddam takin over, ripin a range rover A black Casanova, worldwide, should of told ya How I get down, representin Queens is my style Crack the bubble now, I bring the trouble foul You P.C. just like the Isle, won't settle for another East coast props And cameo spots and New York Undercover And burnin rubber through the street's lights and black wizard weed pipe That make me smoke pineapple wit my A-alike God bless the street, rebel mind to the test The higher inferred, record cake nigga, Corleone respect [Chorus x2] [Phenom Pacino] I wanna seal wit my Kiko, destiny and maximillions Gold bricks to build buildings, diamond sets, spiritualism Rainbow, force fields, my niggas that toss steel Conceal the heat, slum in the street, believe it's all real Nothin really changed, but the game had it's season Go against the grain and we flame you for treason You must of been insane to think that Queens and you was even Repped the worldwide, wit tight fists and now you leavin New York is reason, for the nation to believe in My ways, Fort Knox plans, Royal Flush, Phenom P. Equity plans, and if you missed it, Movin On Your Weak Had you twisted, the 'Lanz fam tradition ancient like the pyramid [Chorus x2] From Letras Mania