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Willie the Kid
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Let The Money Stay
Your majesty, 20 venches got the whip shape shifted,
Single malt whiskey and my snifter I'ma Finster
Finishing touches contemplating, I'm rather blatent
So blending in never been my strong point,
Point taking, I'm pointed to, pointed for the wakening,
It's poignant, ignorance is bliss until the coin flips,
Franklins yeah I coin phrases for my coins
A young tenderloin, had my loin forloned
Well I'm leaving nothing to chance the cribs look enchanted
It's lilly white leather furniture Chantilly
I'm channeling my satellite, My appetite is regal,
I'm picking chandelier, Braziers on the stairs
pink panties by the pool started rainin
Bangin like the hanging gardens, the fly nigga,
small margin for marginal errors
Willie rockin' heirlooms heir apparent
Sand baggin hot air balloons I can care less,
Made the money, fed the babies,
Then buy houses on the ourskirts caress the ladies,
For many continents constant, continuity integrity, ingenuity.
F*ck poppin champagne on the rainy day,
Poppin' champagne on the sunny day,
All the hoes all can leave, let the money stay
Huh, let the money stay, pop the champagne on the rainy day,
Pop the champagne on the sunny day
All the hoes all can leave, let the money stay.
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Let the money stay.
Whispering willow, Never pillow talk, talk is cheap
They often sleep while I'm wide awake
Native like a Chippewa, Iroquois, chip away
The microchip was turquoise
Quill feathers, wax seal, black steal
The hours chaos, freak bitches sing the seance
See the fee is my fiance, The ambiance is awesome
Shine like I'm ambient, the organic candle lit
nightcap, moon lighting, roman candles
The Fly crystal velor, Jesus Christ sandels
The feet like brass, hair like wool
pull bitches like a brothel, hostel, never slipping naw
Willie sip the sovereign blanc like its chicken broth
The Fendi sweats heather gray, with enough game to own Heather Locklear's brazier
Fuckin like the Brazzers, My bitches all Brazilian waxed
Waxy Gordon money, Willy crib like Revis's in third person
Party girls hurlen, name my firearm Ursula, pearls in the pearlier
Navigate my way with no compass, accomplished, moneys my accomplice
The company I keep, I'm out of reach.
Forgive my brother, forgive my brother '
Forgive my brother, forgive my brother '
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