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Shawn vs. Flair

Shawn vs. Flair

(album: Pray For Paris - 2020)

An-an-an-another war story from a thirsty young hustler
An-an-an-an-another war-war story
An-an-an-an-an-another war story from a thirsty young hustler
Once the-, once the-, once the pen hits the pad, it's danger (Preemo)
An-another war story from a thirsty young hustler
Once-once-, once the-the p-, the p-, the pen hits the pad, it's danger (Flygod)

Ayo, you ever ate burgers on a Wednesday? (Wednesday)
You ever ate chicken on a Thursday? (Thursday)
Flygod the illest nigga, per se (Per se)
Pardon my motherfucking wordplay

Ayo, left out that fed cell, did the impossible, incomparable
Hundred drumsticks and silencers came optional (Doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot)
Shit sound unstoppable, they ducking and dodging (Ah)
Topless Corvette parked in front of the masjid (Skrt, ah)
Earned my respect, talk sink, when I whipped, it ain't lock
I still look gorgeous facing the stocking
Ayo, the Murakami collector, the Geigers on the Hebrus
Banana, the Mona Lisa on the Off-White sweater (Ah)
You too broke to step a foot in Christie's
He throwing roses at the 42s, fuck with me, get buck fifty
Ayo, paparazzis, cameras flashing (Flashin')
Looking devilish, the red Aston (The red Aston, skrt)
Don't try me, my boy blasting (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, blastin')
My heart cold, but my neck feel like Aspen (Brr)
Ayo, the X doors lifting, bool, pay attention
Know some ahks that pray five times a day and wear Christians
All that shit dancing on his neck, you can't miss him
Skelton wrist, my dealer's graveyard shifting

Ayo, you ever ate burgers on a Wednesday? (On a Wednesday)
You ever ate chicken on a Thursday? (Thursday)
Flygod the illest nigga, per se (Per se)
Pardon my motherfucking wordplay (Ah, Preem)

Another war story from a thirsty young hustler
An-an-an-an-another-nother war-war story
An-another war story from a thirsty young hustler
Once the-the-the-the pen hit-hit-hits the pad, it-it's danger

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