Clyde Shankle

Clyde Shankle - The Marina lyrics

rate me

Call it what you want just keep your hands to yourself

Balling till I fall and I ain’t smoking for my health

Enter this state of stealth, arrest before you test me

‘Cause once I get a hoe you gonna need that lucky left, see

Pinch head is tryna ball like us

But never see us start, he couldn’t fall like us

Now they all like us, trust the Midas touch

We got a golden state of mind, that 49 can’t rush

Just get me your rockin’ fans and I can be ok

And get my niggas some land before we take your place

DJ Booth your space then turn this into a party

Hardly attend the occasion, now we making them sorts

Stepping in, repping in, yeah, Cali made it in your aura cordially

You invited to my lush, shopaholics leave now

If they don’t do nothing for you, if you don’t know what’s that to say

Then take a look at your collar, dominate

Every contestant I see, perpetrate

Only invest in the weak

So where you stand, nigga? So that’s your brand, nigga?

Funny in the parlor, picnic just a brand, nigga

And wider your man, nigga

Why all of that when I can work for me?

Verbally I put myself where I deserve to be

Clyde

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