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lirik lagu boldy james & real bad man - itt tech

[intro: boldy james]
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mafia, gang~gang

[verse 1: boldy james]
i done shed so many tears, felt hurt that’s unmentioned
fear that was heart~stopping, pain that was gut~wrenching (yeah)
get uglier than sin way this bl~~dy money spin (uh~huh)
head over heels, all for the love of drug dealings (blockworks)
back when tay and frank were skippin’ classes up and servin’ (bro~bro)
he taught me how to crank, that sh~t lasted an eternity
bag full of goodies, stomach fatter than maternity (uh~huh)
mag in my hoodie, left his ass in the infirmary (brrt), ayy (ayy)
’cause all’s well that ends well, free my pen pal (free the guys)
snitches makin’ up after they kiss, kiss and then tell (gutter mafia)
too many hormones
i’d rather be a warrior in a garden than a gardener in a warzone (that’s the worst feeling)
live at the roxy with them ‘codones and ‘morphones (ayy)
brick of fetty wap, still in the spot with diors on (trappin’)
with two pots, rollin’ three spots with four phones (yeah)
mr. ice cream man, turn b~tter pecan to a snow cone

[chorus: boldy james]
wrist frosty as an ice~cold bahama breeze (iced out)
slap spot crunchin’ like sunday dinner at mama d’s (big mamas)
half brick of kelly tripucka, hurry up, cop and leave (hurry up)
thirty in my ruler with one up top so the glock can breathe (doo~doo~doo)
like even though i’m a shooter, i’m all about my cheese (yeah)
provolone, gouda, like hov and future, i got the keys (i got the keys)
n~ggas too easily impressed, i am not appeased (no)
catch that n~gga dex and we gon’ cross his i’s and dot his t’s (grrt)
[verse 2: boldy james]
i mean we gon’ cross his t’s and dot his i’s (yeah)
glock came with a switch, but the beam, i got it modified (did it all)
too lazy to go get a job, married to the mob
don’t get caught on curtis ’bout a jackson, i know how to rob (yes, sir)
me and dv, we really devious, it’s tedious (yeah)
the way i beat the dog when that b~tch was disobedient (i had to tell it)
tell myself when i got rich, i’m never sippin’ lean again (nah)
i got the pink slips to every whip you ever seen me in (skrrt, skrrt)
tee me up, got jumped in the gang and had to v me in (i did)
me and nub, we one and the same, that’s my evil twin (nub)
this sh~t’ll get ridiculous, ain’t talkin’ steelo grim
cheddy on my head, we double down the money he gon’ spend (hold up)
hope you got it with you, servin’ slabs and them kilograms (grrt)
brodie, he gon’ chip you, turn your ass into the cheeto man (doo~doo~doo)
hope you brought your pistol, servin’ slabs of that peter pan (grrt)
brodie, he gon’ chip you, turn your ass into the cheeto man (doo~doo~doo~doo~doo)

[chorus: boldy james]
wrist frosty as an ice~cold bahama breeze
slap spot crunchin’ like sunday dinner at mama d’s (servin’ easy)
half brick of kelly tripucka, hurry up, cop and leave
thirty in my ruler with one up top so the glock can breathe (game time)
like even though i’m a shooter, i’m all about my cheese (for real)
provolone, gouda, like hov and future, i got the keys (i got the ickies)
n~ggas too easily impressed, i am not appeased (at all)
catch that n~gga dex and we gon’ cross his i’s and dot his t’s (grrt)
[outro]
the jobs of tomorrow are here
thousands of them, waiting to be filled
you have to know the fields they’re in and you have to have what it takes to master those fields
’cause you can’t get the jobs of tomorrow until you get the sk!lls of today
start by calling itt technical institute
we’ll send you an informative brochure on tomorrow’s careers
call 1~800~741~5182, call now

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