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Joey Trap

Palace

 

Palace

(альбом: Ruff Ryder Deluxe - 2023)


Yo skinny, you wilding nigga

Mmmm, mm
I see it
I see you niggas

I'm in the palace, we never had shit
The recipe, I'm living lavish
It made a savage, we smoking dope and flipping cabbage
This beat a canvas, I paint a picture when I damage it

Uh, oh this a Maybock, Maybach
She a band jockey, get yo bae back
Stay back automatic rifle push yo wave cap, just say that
We was in the kitchen making yay crack, that's way back

Mm, serving Ketamine, was 17
Flipping bricks and making raw for the fiends
I would talk to the keys
Conversation with the money, talk to the trees
Change the temperature, a nigga walk with a breeze
And you could have [?] for the cheese

Drama busting when you beefing, chops hit his face
Different era, I'ma have a walk, not a race
Even though I still be limping, walk with a brace
Shorty wanna be my bae, but I just want the face
Sorry baby, we can't date, but you can give me top
I just pulled up with a foreign, surfing on the block
Benzarelli looking swelly, nigga, let me rock
Nigga steady with the Rollie, had to get a clock

Ah
I'm too amazing, you niggas hating
The recipe, a nigga made it, um

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