Pac Div

Pac Div - Truth lyrics

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Hey yo swift, this the type of jam I like,

Real talk, you a jedi knight,

And what this let I write, landing thoughts on this red eye flight

Fantasize waking up to some head I like

Such a lovely face, as we campaign over champagne man

I say such a bubbly says

Thumbing back to memories if I could just erase

Hey girl, don’t be so thirsty love, pump the brakes

We ain’t stopping, no times soon, it’s bucks to make

And you better get in sace, we just up the states

When a real nigga show up, just cough your day

She keep looking in my eyes like it’s love to me

She keep digging in your wallet for some bucks to break

She keep looking for a ride cause the bus run late

I mean the proof is up front, there ain’t much debate

We the livest 3 niggas in the fucking state

I mean, it ain’t much to say, we the pioneers spitting not pioneers…

If I got it then my niggas do, that’s the ritual

Taking money fast, fuck the waiting on residuals

Hardlys with the sweats, I can show you how my fitter do

2 dollars swishers, situation’s getting critical

I should have told you, my yoga broads cook with olker

For the verse we get what niggas get to cook the coke up

Older nerve or pretty bitches when they on the gold hunt

It remains them shuttles worth when I put the stroke up

We go strangle for we both jangle

It’s pac div no lie baby, no tangle

If you ain’t hip to the game play a hoe’s angle

Learn not to fuck with niggas rocking old kangels

It’s that white t music killer no label

Swift so fool, like he set the whole table

Through the years I’ve seen…bizness, groupie bitches

Crowds looking at us like who’s these niggas

Real life, it’s not a movie nigga

She’s bad, but her pussy’s like blue cheese nigga

God forgive me as I kill these niggas

God be with me like yo kill these niggas

Cities slickers like billy crystal, with tlc crystals and billie jean bitches

Mister clean with this, mister rean and shit

He talk money then I can prolly read his list

Talk funny when they need Michael can beat the shit

My whole team jumping, he got cream and shit

Prolly need the shit, retweet the shit, then repeat the shit

Cause y’all weak and shit, true.

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