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lirik lagu pikej - raise ya cup

verse one
dollar bill mentality, my salary is coming on
coming up on millions, money game going strong
long for the finest brands, louis with the contraband
prada and the louboutin, armani suits fit the don
murcielago, ferrari testarossa
diamonds on the driver side, ride the roller coaster
girls love the player swag, maybach make em mad
ends for the benz, got everything you wish you had
jaguar, fire finish, vintage over brand new
king of the finer things, look at what my brand do
caviar, water views, satellite nightly news
honey glazed cashews, cash — nothing past due
though you know we p-ss you, look at what the math do
debonair millionaire, dollars coming at you
player with the gold touch, everything is deluxe
buck that bought a bottle hit the lotto now we g’d up

hook
eyes up, raise ya cup, toast to the better life
toast to the finer things, later for the pain and strife
later cuz we outta sight, fading in the moon light
riding in the open air, vibing cuz the tunes right
eyes up, raise ya cup, toast to the finer things
toast to the better life, everything that money bring
later cuz we outta sight, fading in the moon light
riding in the open air, vibing cuz the tunes right

verse two
lights, cameras, flashing, ocean waves crashing
nothing ever rationed, brash yo we cashing
gold bricks, hold chips, shine, yo we eclipse
rhyme over any mix, dimes who we chilling with
bless em with godiva, you chilling with a rider
cider in my cup, and i’m here to take you higher
g-6, private jet, leather in the corvette
kobe beef and lobster, gold on my cigarette
sugar in my lemonade, paid like a mugol
sharp as a blade, getting paid through the mobile
private island, styling on em, swagger like a general
every single line on ya mind, something seminal
higher than a sentinel, dine with the president
dime in my residence, never mind a nemesis
genesis, my penmanship something like a miracle
all hail the rap king, swagger and i’m lyrical

verse three
love the sound that money makes, waking up to millions
coming up, i’m running up, double up to billions
ill how i got it made, chilling in the palm shade
look at what the don made, hundred karat, purest grade
serenade the dreamers, visualize a beamer
coffee from brazil with the french imported creamer
baddest yet, game set, fame, get the flames set
chain with the diamond cut, never take a rain check
never heard of window shopping, buying out the whole store
trying out whatever brand, i don’t care, jus give me more
waging war on luxury, prices never trouble me
see me like the hubble g, shine like a silver sea
diamonds looking silvery, nah man that’s platinum g
flower pedals, precious metals, dime girls all over me
hatching like an ovary, moving through my odyssey
stealing all the shine like it’s m-th-rf-cking larceny

- lirik lagu pikej

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