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Mad About Bars - S4-E26 PT 1

House of Pharaohs
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UK, listen up Time to bring some variety on the platform These man are so cold with it Sam Wise, Blaze Ay DSquared jumper, Stevie, I wonder Are you my lover, are you gonna ride? Never knew she had a big back bumper Dump her, she's too quick with the lies Close them curtains, the bud looks certi Kermit, the green smoke nice On the top floor of Duck & Waffle She ride me for the night Ay, hello, hi I can never be that guy Like, how do you rate them dons? Them man are all washed, no Tide Bye, left that gyal on the side She come too too needy, meady On my bike she rides Off set with the bros, smoke weed, take off Where my migos gone? Fuck the fake in the air like a weave thrown off Them man think like thots 2-2 step with the bros, advance We got drip, this flair is ours And she move way too fast Sonic, stop it, ringing 'bout love And we throw the sauce like curry Steph Curry I hit that shot, I hit it up in a hurry For money I lif' it up, I got bands in my hand Simba ting with the monkey I'm feeling lit, come and do it for the gang Please don't get way too comfy Had to tell her, 'Lowe all the fuckery' DIY when I used to splash the paint on my jeans Super fly, in the sky, the haters all below me I like weed, I like juice, but sometimes I stay sober Shout out Sesh, that my bro, he a fucking soldier Fam, I told you She might let it shake like soaker I'm moving forward I'm a striker, Anelka Fuck you mean, you ain't flexing on me, you're a lil' ass boy Know it ain't much, we can get 'round there, me and my boy I got green, no pak choi I'm on the A3 with a 10 10, but she used to chat to my boy I got some bankrolls like Lloyd's I left my old ting in a void Look at the sauce, nothing like soy I know your type, yeah, to a T HOP print on my tee And I'm with T sipping on tea Step in the dance, like, hello Jealo', I ain't your average fellow The bridge got burnt, no comeback Cah I ain't tryna build like Lego I turned that handle, close them doors No trace, no case, ain't no sauce I'm in the next ends with the bros, on tour The thought I taught these niggas to ball I sweep them punks over there Sweet one come over here She go down, lovely Ain't no dates, stop it there Beat and bounce, and what there? She say I make her moan, I'm rough, pull hair I bruck that back, no toss, no care She do it for me and me and only Fully lit, I walk like I can never shit Off the shit, I walk with Off White on my hip I know a ho that knows a ho that knows a ho She ain't fucking with your broke self no more, mm Need a peng one to come and show me What she learnt on the block like JLo Turn up to fuck in my room and it's neither yellow or mellow, yeah I-3-5 in the plastic bag, look like I was tryna do Kano Bust off the light and the sugar, if you do your job well I can put you on the payroll And that's word Spondoolies, that's cheddar Do a U-ie, no Trevor My life a movie, adventure I thought you knew me, you never, ayy Sauce dripping puddles Only fucking with it if it gets doubled Me and bro that's double trouble You know gang that's a load of muscle, ayy The one that did it, the one that bleeds it Yeah I flipped it then I cleaned it Hot boy, top boy, man been on fire Don't do no cheap calls like Lyca Calling shots worth a lot Used to put the packs in the pot Take backroads to your spot Real hustle, money, rocks So for a few years now I've been fucking with House Of Pharoahs wave Hop on board