Mardi Gras
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Summer tales, son of the grail
Brought the water scale, yo, killer whale, that kid was stale
Don't talk to me in dreams, nigga
Your bitch talk to me in screams
Pussy creams, vagina monologue scenes
Reclining with the bottle swinging
Her head bob to the drum swing
Yo, I'm a glutton for obedient slutting
Yo, me and Smooth, we blow a whole onion
Back at Loud Luncheon
I need some tamarind sauce on my double, she like her face muzzled
She bring her girlfriend, that's four tits, it's like a huddle
Player, you should fuck with us, ma
A couple more tits and it's like Mardi Gras
A couple more tits and it's like Mardi Gras
I'mma take this shit to 98
Not the year, I'm talking Flatbush on Church Ave and 98th
Where I held my first .38
The crack got cut up on dirty plates
Wilding since the early days
Niggas'll kick back and talk they shit
How you compare me to these cats that I taught they shit?
Smooth did that, so you ain't have to go through that
I'm verified, fuck rap, but I told you that
Listen, my long chain glisten
Still that nigga on a mission tryna switch positions
A little different, Hillside Crippin'
Pounds of work, tryna get this chicken
Without the feds tryna catch me slipping
But that's the world we live in
It's the place we raise kids in
That's the world we live in
It's the place we raise kids in
Nigga
Mardi Gras