L.E.$. - Steak N Shrimp lyrics
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[Hook]
My paper steak n shrimp
You know I’m bout my
My paper steak n shrimp
You know I’m bout my
My paper steak n shrimp
You know I’m bout my
My paper steak n shrimp
You know I’m bout my
My paper steak n shrimp
You know I’m bout my
My paper steak n shrimp
Look, got me a stripper, my steak
My diamonds never be fake
I spit that shit if you ball it
Then you could probably relate
Smelling like ...versace over my eyes
And when you see me in public you see I’m telling no lie
I rap about it, I drive it, I rap about her, I fuck
These niggas see that I’m stunting, I keep that f an tucked
You think you playing me baby, you only playing yourself
Got plenty bitches lil mama, I put that ass on the set
I keep a hand on the grain, she keep her eye on my chain
See I be pimping lil nigga no we ain’t living the same
I’m really getting these digits, I’m really getting these chains
She really up in my chevy, she really giving me brain
I take a sip on my cup, you know I’m sitting on but
I pump them trunks on them large, know I ain’t giving a fuck
Sit on them slangers and vogues, ain’t bout to play with you hoes
I keep it player my nigga, got your bitch in papadose
[Hook]
My paper steak n shrimp
You know I’m bout my
My paper steak n shrimp
You know I’m bout my
My paper steak n shrimp
You know I’m bout my
My paper steak n shrimp
You know I’m bout my
My paper steak n shrimp
You know I’m bout my
My paper steak n shrimp
Say man I’m chasing that paper like you be chasing these hoes
And while you steady pursuing I be replacing these hoes
Wrap mine in colors and rigles because we getting them dollars
I got that big mike plan, that burban impalas
I put that gold in my collar, I put that ice in my cup
Got me a box of them sweets, my bitch is rolling them up
My niggas stay showing up, we in that candy we flossing
But they ain’t never surprised because we do it so often
Most of these niggas is tricks, spend it all on the bitch
Closer these niggas will switch, swear to god he a snitch
That’s why my circle is small, I do my dirt one deep
You gotta think like a wolf, don’t wanna end up a sheep
The city sit on my feet, them bitches used to be living
The more niggas is broke, talk bout they used to be getting it
Y’all niggas used to be living but now we running the game
It’s Le$ you bitch, you better tell em the name!
[Hook]
My paper steak n shrimp
You know I’m bout my
My paper steak n shrimp
You know I’m bout my
My paper steak n shrimp
You know I’m bout my
My paper steak n shrimp
You know I’m bout my
My paper steak n shrimp
You know I’m bout my
My paper steak n shrimp.
