Lyrics to Poetry Jamz
Yeah (G Hip)
Pyrex shorts on with the pistol in it
Clique City Mob, chain crystal in it (G Hip)
Pyrex shorts on with the pistol in it
Clique City Mob, chain crystal in it (G Hip)
Shawty in my crib playing with piano keys
Had to tell shawty ass, "Please, please stop playing around me"
Wicker Park is my capital, bitch, I got the steez
Told you motherfuckers I don't give a F, I got the Gs around me
My women is the rudest, my clothes is the coolest
My kicks is the newest, my bars is the cruelest
My women is the rudest, my clothes is the coolest
My kicks is the newest, my bars is thе cruelest
I keep the flyеst chicks with the flattest stomachs, uh
I'm the biggest ever, I'm a mountain, you a hummock, uh
That boy an angel, but he got the demons summoned, uh
Shawty can't get away from me, she always cumming, uh
I came from Skippy butter and the Smuckers jars
These— these models my supper, fuck 'em off my bars
I-I came from the gutter, now I'm a star
I-I came from the gutter, now I'm a star (G Hip)
Pyrex shorts on with the pistol in it
Clique City Mob, chain crystal in it (G Hip)
Pyrex shorts on with the pistol in it
Clique City Mob, chain crystal in it (G Hip)
Midtop Air Force 1s match with the Balmain parka
My bitch in San Antonio, she savvy, Tony Parker
I gotta watch out for these women, lot of fucking sharkers
In the 'Raq, it go pew-pew-pew, I got choppers
Huh, body banging in that Alexander Wang, uh
Set banging when it come to you fucking mane, uh
Do that model walk for me so I can fucking sang
She a daddy girl, love when I come in pain
I got champagne-pagne bottle, bottle money (Huh)
I got fly model out, model out money (Huh)
My mind so gloomy, gloomy and it don't get sunny (Huh)
Why, why you smiling? Tell me what the fuck is funny (Huh)
How you grow up to be hero but just to be a villain?
You thought you was gon' be a hero when you touched a million
I don't give a fuck 'bout this shit, I become a civilian
I don't care about these people, I don't care about them (G Hip)
Pyrex shorts on with the pistol in it
Clique City Mob, chain crystal in it (G Hip)
Pyrex shorts on with the pistol in it
Clique City Mob, chain crystal in it (G Hip)
G Hip
G Hip
Pyrex shorts on with the pistol in it
Clique City Mob, chain crystal in it (G Hip)
Pyrex shorts on with the pistol in it
Clique City Mob, chain crystal in it (G Hip)
Shawty in my crib playing with piano keys
Had to tell shawty ass, "Please, please stop playing around me"
Wicker Park is my capital, bitch, I got the steez
Told you motherfuckers I don't give a F, I got the Gs around me
My women is the rudest, my clothes is the coolest
My kicks is the newest, my bars is the cruelest
My women is the rudest, my clothes is the coolest
My kicks is the newest, my bars is thе cruelest
I keep the flyеst chicks with the flattest stomachs, uh
I'm the biggest ever, I'm a mountain, you a hummock, uh
That boy an angel, but he got the demons summoned, uh
Shawty can't get away from me, she always cumming, uh
I came from Skippy butter and the Smuckers jars
These— these models my supper, fuck 'em off my bars
I-I came from the gutter, now I'm a star
I-I came from the gutter, now I'm a star (G Hip)
Pyrex shorts on with the pistol in it
Clique City Mob, chain crystal in it (G Hip)
Pyrex shorts on with the pistol in it
Clique City Mob, chain crystal in it (G Hip)
Midtop Air Force 1s match with the Balmain parka
My bitch in San Antonio, she savvy, Tony Parker
I gotta watch out for these women, lot of fucking sharkers
In the 'Raq, it go pew-pew-pew, I got choppers
Huh, body banging in that Alexander Wang, uh
Set banging when it come to you fucking mane, uh
Do that model walk for me so I can fucking sang
She a daddy girl, love when I come in pain
I got champagne-pagne bottle, bottle money (Huh)
I got fly model out, model out money (Huh)
My mind so gloomy, gloomy and it don't get sunny (Huh)
Why, why you smiling? Tell me what the fuck is funny (Huh)
How you grow up to be hero but just to be a villain?
You thought you was gon' be a hero when you touched a million
I don't give a fuck 'bout this shit, I become a civilian
I don't care about these people, I don't care about them (G Hip)
Pyrex shorts on with the pistol in it
Clique City Mob, chain crystal in it (G Hip)
Pyrex shorts on with the pistol in it
Clique City Mob, chain crystal in it (G Hip)
G Hip
G Hip
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