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Light shines above Tires peeled (Skrrt) Jewelry around the neck of a thug Juug’s made (Makin' plays) Eyes covered in shades, designs and braids Gilded age (Golden Age, baby), the redirected rage, prowling across the stage It’s a new age and it all happens when niggas rap (Niggas rap) Barbara's son, little Reggie raps When niggas rap Deep inside your mind, paint a picture Echo through the time like a scripture (Forever) High and all reclined on some pimp shit Style up every line, rap supremist Stack a lot of Gs, that the premise in these Star Wars, I phantom and I menace Benz rims twist, scoop her in an instant Big body, yeah, I turned her to a gymnast Did her so good, called me a feminist (Thank you) You geeked up off the shit that I've been did Splendid, resplendent, his eminence, sometimes I just sit in remembrance Of all the thorough niggas gone, now it's bitch shit Wearing Japanese on me like I'm Rembrandt CD bulldog to the finish Some of my niggas pimped, but I didn’t I ain’t make it this far unblemished Shout out all the street chemists Letras de cancionesI spoke deep wild thoughts, she was into it It's safe to assume that we intimate (It's simple) And it's intricate, slap the shit out of a beat, ooh, you pimpin' Ish I’m Purple Tape Nate, seal a corny niggas fate I pull up wearing diamonds at the pearly gates Told my niggas, "I’m sorry that I’m late" Royal radical in pics gripping snakes Brawl tactical, my finger's on your fate In a ménage, two queens, drew an ace If I’m coming to her town she mark the date (Ooh) Bitch look like a seven-layer cake Hotline blinging like I’m Drake (Ooh) Don’t hate me ‘cause I’m smooth, it’s my fate Paradise draped, all my bars laced so you know I’m straight And my jewels is juicy like some grapes Maple Ghostface’s and the soles is crepe Ooh, amore Portuguese, I text her pictures of the tickets, let’s escape Empty threats, his G card is fake I gleam gold stitches in my jeans She said it's like I stepped out her dream (Staring out her dream) Constellation crowned, we the cleanest Scooping money out the pot like it’s cheese dip Why you worried how another mans jeans fit? (Weirdo) Oh word, he a genius? Mm, I bet he heard Purple Tape Nate though From Letras Mania