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letra de favorite one - ace cino

[intro]
amiri jeans, these my favorite ones
i never wore billie jeans, no, that ain’t my son
if he ban’t get a hundred cent then he ain’t the plug
the numbers ain’t steady runnin’ up then i ain’t the one

[chorus]
amiri jeans, these my favorite ones
i never wore billie jeans, no, that ain’t my son
if he ban’t get a hundred cent then he ain’t the plug
the numbers ain’t stеady runnin’ up then i ain’t the one
my hеart turned colder than a deep fridge
are you in the mafia? that’s what we is
i’m always posted in the hood, i don’t pretend
in the water full of sharks, that’s where we swim

[verse 1]
i’ve been in and out of all these different bities, that’s where chi been
i flew work in seven days a week, twice on weekends
had to take my hustle back to where it first began
cut the squares out my bircle ’cause i don’t f-ck with leeches
dropped out of school, but this street sh-t, i can teach it
i was in the game, i was never in the bleachers
i ain’t make it out my class, but i’m bomin’ out your speakers
now i pull up in the hood rockin’ thousand-dollar sneakers
five hundred for a beat, fifteen hundred for a feature
i was sellin’ cent out from the motherf-ckin’ beachers
flyin’ to hollywood, pull up to the hood, wanna greet me
this sh-t real life, this ain’t no motherf-ckin’ tv
[chorus]
amiri jeans, these my favorite ones
i never wore billie jeans, no, that ain’t my son
if he ban’t get a hundred cent then he ain’t the plug
the numbers ain’t steady runnin’ up then i ain’t the one
my heart turned colder than a deep fridge
are you in the mafia? that’s what we is
i’m always posted in the hood, i don’t pretend
in the water full of sharks, that’s where we swim

[verse 2]
i’m the f-ckin’ best
i ain’t wounded, but i keep some ice on my neck
i want it, i’ma buy it, i ain’t lookin’ for prices to check
i’m on my sh-t and i ain’t even at my finest yet
i played the bards i was dealt and now it’s my deck
i love sippin’ barney, but a n-gga still like shrek
they thought i was gone, but they see me bomin’ right back
i’m the king of pop, slide on a n-gga like mike jackson
i’ve been in the lab, no whitejacket
and my b-tch fresh as me, yeah, we like fashion
it’s 5 a.m., i’m still spittin’ fire like dragon
droppin’ fire everywhere like i light matches

[chorus]
amiri jeans, these my favorite ones
i never wore billie jeans, no, that ain’t my son
if he ban’t get a hundred cent then he ain’t the plug
the numbers ain’t steady runnin’ up then i ain’t the one
my heart turned colder than a deep fridge
are you in the mafia? that’s what we is
i’m always posted in the hood, i don’t pretend
in the water full of sharks, that’s where we swim

- ace cino

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