Xion

Lyrics

Yeah, I put a million in the sock drawer
 That's why I never got cold feet
 She put her face in the kilo
 Bitch, I told you keep it lowkey
 Throwing money, tell her go deep (go deep)
 The devil buying, but they giving up they souls free
 Thousand-dollar aged steak, fuck my old beefs
 For dessert, I ate your pussy with my gold teeth
 I was rolling, I hit her, and said I think I love her
 By the time she hit me back, I had a different number (what? Wait!)
 All this "Purple Rain" got me thinking of her
 But she never satisfy like Prince's mother
 Okay, I'm tripping, that's the psychedelics
 Imagine walking on the moon and letting Michael tell it
 See they don't really care about us, and they spiteful jealous (yeah)
 Tell me why the days depress us, but the nights compels us (huh)
 Thought I was gone, they was wrong, they assume (assume)
 I guess somebody got me exhumed, you fucking doomed
 You silver spoon goons since they let you out the womb
 I rose from the tomb turned coffin to cocoon (huh!)
 The tension so thick in the room
 Revenge code got you feeling like it's Christmas in June
 And it's sweet, reverse the roles, you be licking the spoon
 But you occupied with all that fucking dick you consume
 The flow is sassafras, I had to razzmatazz the risk
 Immigrant, I'm what happens if Aladdin had some bricks
 Jasmine had a pimp, ride a magic carpet with the tints
 Diamonds in the rough, over pressure that I underwent
 In the lab again, I'm back to lapping rappers in this labyrinth
 I'm snappin' back like Bobby Backlund, I'm on the batch again (I am)
 Me coming back is not an accident (it's not)
 See I don't ever gotta rap again
 Numb to it, I'm getting money just to run through it
 I don't even gotta thumb through it if it come too it
 She hear the money and she come to it
 I don't eat the pussy, I just hum to it (hum to it)
 
 Yeah, I put a million in the sock drawer
 That's why I never got cold feet
 She put her face in the kilo
 Bitch, I told you keep it lowkey
 Throwing money, tell her go deep (go deep)
 The devil buying, but they giving up they souls free
 Thousand-dollar aged steak, fuck my old beefs
 For dessert, I ate your pussy with my gold teeth
 I was rolling, I hit her, and said I think I love her
 By the time she hit me back, I had a different number (what? Wait!)
 All this "Purple Rain" got me thinking of her
 But she never satisfy like Prince's mother
 Okay, I'm tripping, that's the psychedelics
 Imagine walking on the moon and letting Michael tell it
 See they don't really care about us, and they spiteful jealous (yeah)
 Tell me why the days depress us, but the nights compels us (huh)
 Thought I was gone, they was wrong, they assume (assume)
 I guess somebody got me exhumed, you fucking doomed
 You silver spoon goons since they let you out the womb
 I rose from the tomb turned coffin to cocoon (huh!)
 The tension so thick in the room
 Revenge code got you feeling like it's Christmas in June
 And it's sweet, reverse the roles, you be licking the spoon
 But you occupied with all that fucking dick you consume
 The flow is sassafras, I had to razzmatazz the risk
 Immigrant, I'm what happens if Aladdin had some bricks
 Jasmine had a pimp, ride a magic carpet with the tints
 Diamonds in the rough, over pressure that I underwent
 In the lab again, I'm back to lapping rappers in this labyrinth
 I'm snappin' back like Bobby Backlund, I'm on the batch again (I am)
 Me coming back is not an accident (it's not)
 See I don't ever gotta rap again
 Numb to it, I'm getting money just to run through it
 I don't even gotta thumb through it if it come too it
 She hear the money and she come to it
 I don't eat the pussy, I just hum to it (hum to it)
 

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Duration
02:14
Tempo
90 BPM

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