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lirik lagu premo rice - livin legend

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[intro]
this game got magnetism, it makes you gravitate to it
even in a empty ass room, with no b~tches shakin’ they ass
me not countin’ no money, you still watching my motherf~ckin’ ass
in a chair, talk sh~t in a empty room
simply because this game is just that motherf~ckin’ hard
and once you get this game and you digest this in your spirit
them women gon’ gravitate, you gotta be able to speak this game though
lookin’ good ain’t good enough
lookin good ain’t good enough when it comes to this game

[verse 1: premo rice]
well it’s the p (p), the motherf~ckin’ n~gga (yeah)
the god (yeah), the truth (yeah)
the one who pour his soul out in the booth (okay, okay)
the ghetto superstar, i’m ’round the way so hide your ho (okay, okay)
i’m flashing foreign cars and movin’ large below the scope (huh)
you dig it (dig it), my repertoire is vicious (vicious)
my game be in the pros, i make the b~tch stand on her pivot (pivot)
i tell the b~tch you with it or you ain’t (yeah)
you do it or you can’t (yeah), stayin’ sharper than a shank (huh)
you dig (dig), this pimpin’ more than big (big)
it’s giant (giant), i do this all the time (uh~huh)
i’m dapper by design (uh~huh), my b~tches stand in line (yeah)
i’m calm (calm), i’m cool (cool), i’m sneaky with the tool (yeah)
try run up on a p, you frontin’ hard, you bound to lose (huh)
i’m too official (official), i’m at the top, i’m presidential (huh)
go harder on a ho, don’t double up, b~tch make it triple (b~tch make it triple)
you n~ggas artificial like these b~tches’ bbls (huh)
it’s mr. rice the god i give ’em h~ll (i give ’em h~ll)
i wish you well
[kingpin skinny pimp]
woke up in the morning smokin’ breakfast got me dazed
woke up in the morning smokin’ breakfast got me dazed
sucker b~tch, my pockets swole up
sucker b~tch my pockets swole up
style, baby doo~doo braids
woke up in the morning smokin’ breakfast got me dazed
woke up in the morning smokin’ breakfast got me dazed
sucker b~tch, my pockets swole up
sucker b~tch my pockets swole up
style, baby doo~doo braids

[verse 2: premo rice]
i’m the magnificent, the motherf~ckin’ player pope (huh)
this verse is for all you b~tches dropping off them pantyhose (they drop ’em off huh)
so say what’s up, say what’s up
say what’s up, say what’s up
say what’s up, say what’s up
say what’s up, say what’s up
to all the ladies with the babies standing ten (ten)
i treat you like my kin, i know you out here tryna win (you tryna win)
so hustle up (hustle), hustle up (hustle)
hustle up (hustle), hustle up (hustle)


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