Joey BadASS - Hilary Swank lyrics

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Yo yo hip hop’s a jungle

Uh lost in his time

I'm just tryna get it like a boss in his prime

These fake niggers sublime light for fine sights

Wishing we'll fortune

But the price ain't quite right

The slice ain't quite ripe

Still pulling strings how I fly but I don't like kites

How they gonna treat Brooklyn's finest

Not as fine as diamonds?

And fine nice surrounded by hard flow like Iceland’s

Now we getting icing finances nice

And I don't like surprises

I like superb prices rising

It's the least I could do

These verses priceless

Rehearse in private reverse her eyelid

Until she curse in silent

Got a problem solve it all my Pros solids

We all gonna dine and until then we mobbing

So don't push me

Uh I'm close to the pussy even

Closer to the knowledge

Dropped out of college

In advance hit the ground

Running like its ants in my pants

Honey pop was a bumbaclot

And had a queen bee Mommy

Uh I love her to the tissue

Disrespect my blood and it's an issue

She like this you on the cover for real?

Ah you so official

Now go ahead and buy you some shoes

That really fit you

I know she always think of little me

But now I got big literally

Worldwide and physically

I'm saying I used to take walks around little Italy

Now I roam round Sicily

And I'm plotting on a milli

Hmm another loud pack another proud cat

Hey pound that hip hop sounds

Been profound back

Slow down that metronome nigger

Let it hit home when the specimen

Showin gonna glitter

Gold and ices trigger your true ideology

I can subtract one with the gun

That's true trigonometry

But that won't coincide with the true nigger that Imma be

He's royal poverty I kicks philosophies

Not because I rock Soccer tees

I ain't gonna beg but I can please

Rock ya socks and sockets out your knees

Fulfill your needs with similes non similar

Spit that unfamiliar

Put that on familia

If ya love hip hop

Ladies rub your papillas

Fellas beat they chest like they Silverback Gorillas

It's the new age children of the crystal healers

Thinking I butterfly

Try catapult caterpillars

After years of constructing

They start assumptions

So I keep my circumference

Of deep fried friends like dumplings

But fuck my nigger

We munching we hungry

After years of constructing

They start assumptions

So I keep my circumference

Of deep fried friends like dumplings

But fuck my nigger

We munching we hungry

Swanking, swanking, swanking

I see you Jigga!

Hilary Swanking! Aaah