Red (feat. Westside Gunn, MF DOOM & Jay Electronica)

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    Ha-ha, ha-ha-ha-ha, ha
    (Blrrt) Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo
    Ha-ha, ha-ha-ha-ha, ha
    Ayo

    Bitch, you ain't never been naked on the seashore
    Put money on your head, spend the rest up in Dior (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
    Paris, me and Don C sittin' front row
    Elephant drum on the forty, shit Dumbo
    Hole in your forehead, I'm talking jumbo
    I'm feeling like Shyne, I might shoot up 1 OAK (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
    Please no sparklers, baby, I'm a legend
    Standin' on the couch, Ace bottle in the desert

    Riddle me this, riddle me that
    Got the whole world and why we exist finally mapped
    The rich kids get all the girls and all the ass
    While the broke boys walk with the world kickin' they back, yeah
    She say she want a five-star meal (Yeah)
    If it come with head, then it's a five-star deal
    She say, shit, she just tried to hit me with a slap
    I blocked my face with my hand, now it's a dap
    No strings attached, I ain't tryna be a puppet, you heard?
    I'd rather be stung by bees than be fuckin' with birds
    I say this shit all the time until I'm touchin' her curves
    Or 'til it's time to pet the pussy like purr-fecto
    Her fur retro, her weave petro
    Her heels Dries, don't fuck up the dress code
    She don't need a nigga for shit, she got her own
    But if he say he tryna pay, she like, "I ain't sayin' no"

    Roses are red (Chyeah) violets are blue (Ayy)
    Do you want me for money? He found out when she said, I do
    Too late (Chyeah) the pussy game too great
    The pussy game too great, the pussy game too great (I said)
    Roses are red (Chyeah) violets are blue (Ayy)
    Do you want me for money? He found out when she said, I do
    Too late, the pussy game too great
    The pussy game too great, the pussy game crazy

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    Prada boots with the Nico Louis suit
    Ain't got no job, but I stay sharp (Chyeah)
    Can't pay my rent 'cause all my money's spent
    But that's okay 'cause I'm still fly, da-da, da-da

    Damn, showboatin', gettin' greedier
    Doin' shows for fans on social media
    Wikipedia

    Man, these hoes gettin' greedier, gettin' needier
    Doin' stunts for the media, cloutin' serious
    Bad bitch, yeah, but the mind state is hideous
    (Is the head right?) Brain like encyclopedia
    And that ass look good with your Brazilian lift
    The money like that shit, be tryna wife that shit
    Might first class on a Delta flight that shit
    Off tops, I ain't even have to write that shit, yeah
    Lamar Odom with the stroke, girl, you got my dick
    Ha-ha, ha-ha-ha-ha, hard
    You like a Uber when you ride, I might buy your ass a
    Car-car, car-car-car-car, car

    Roses are red, violets are blue
    Do you want me for money?, He found out when she said, I do
    Too late, the pussy game too great
    The pussy game too great, the pussy game crazy

    Prada boots with the Nico Louis suit
    Ain't got no job, but I stay sharp (Chyeah)
    Can't pay my rent 'cause all my money's spent
    But that's okay 'cause I'm still fly, da-da, da-da

    Showboatin', gettin' greedier
    Doin' shows for fans on social media (Blrrt, doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo)
    Wikipedia
    Ayo

    Every Ertuğrul Bey need a Halime Sultan
    To establish a tribe and build masjid roofs on
    My life, my sacrifice, my prayer, and my death
    Is all for the one God who spareth me breath
    You could try and lie to yourself about the times
    The war between God and Satan for hearts and minds
    In the age of social media
    Twitter, YouTube, Google and Wikipedia
    Pearls get tossed to swine
    You stick with Dr. Fauci, I'm runnin' with Dr. Wesley
    I never let the CDC come and finesse me
    I never let the fake news from the press distress me
    Even though the Devil would love to Malcolm X me
    It's him again, with the tint skin tone preaching brimstone
    Until the Man of Sin get everything that was meant for him
    Just know one thing
    And that's Allah sent me here to be King

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    Composición: Idk, Blue Rondo, Illingsworth y Obi Nwadije

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