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"Ivory Coast Crime Scene"
[feat. Action Bronson]

Niggas I'm calling the game like
Paper thin purple label leather,
Vodka, scotch [?] fresh out of bizness school
Umbrella over my brain like city group
Community [?] silver spoon porcelain plate,
Ice cream over chocolate cake, while they chopping that bake
We set out, toms and penthouse for 3 days
Gin and [?] out the minibar
Colors have been a [?] slippers are
You pimping joints when you tipping porns, 40%
Flipped the coin, called heads
Shawty long legs stay in the zone
Last table, put the razors there,
[?] put the powder party, Italian army, full of [?]
Shooters, so [?]
Concrete, the palm trees [?] spring
Peeling mangos, get back to sunset

Under the [?] drug sale, suckers on the other deck
[?] spelling out success, fist full of cash, dick full of sex
Mind full of weed, face full of breasts

Sun shining on my face, therefore push the pedal of the Beemer to the floor
Weapons in the door, nothing to concern me
Just in case, keep 2 things like a [?]
Baggers playing dirty [?]
30 dollars boxes of ditches give me [?]
Black rice, [?] still among fish
Won't stop till I'm laying on some trunk shit
Great beneath the [?] no pizza
[?] smoke salad in the [?]
Now pick up the silk shirt, money is a habit
That I can't click, leave you sleeping with the clams kid
White wine, [?] prick
Fuzzy green shit, served up like Sampras
Heavy metal double headed [?]

We staying fly whips, I've been a gt swinger
Smoke that drug shit, look like a et finger
Test the mike Shawty, she a pp singer
Ding ding bop I am the ring, ringleader
Jump into the ocean, swimming with the school of sharks
Leaning from the potion
Motherfucker, who would have thought
From the days of diamond dallas page [?]
I need the haze
[?] over the face, [?] and I start [?] over lies
Do disguises when I see them,
Peek the truth in they eyes [?]

Under the [?] drug sale, suckers on the other deck
[?] spelling out success, fist full of cash, dick full of sex
Mind full of weed, face full of breasts.

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