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letra de pardon my back - cypher clique

[intro: mic anthony]
n-ggas never act right, hotter than a flashlight
n-ggas wanna talk sh-t?
n-gga ima pop sh-t
n-gga i’m the hot sh-t
n-ggas know i got this, on lock like a locksmith
i’m a monster, the loch ness
and rhyme hard, and i shine bright
n-ggas want the limelight

[verse 1: mic anthony]
when i’m chillin’ on vacation
i don’t care if n-ggas hatin’, i be sweatin’ like i’m satan
sinning like it’s aww h-ll, i be lifted like a bar bell
faded at the telly with the room service, aww tell
we got a couple of bottles, we got a couple of rellos
we got a couple of women, we got a couple of fellows
and now it’s game time, twistin’ reefer like it’s gang signs
life be shorter than the hang time
and we friend f-ckin’, shy sober but we been f-ckin’
late nights, ain’t no tellin’ what we end up in
late text come next, say it meant nothing
she’ll be back next time that the gin runnin’
sh-ts nuts when you kick it with celebrities
one chance, you can let it go or let it be
h-lla jealous, they could never get ahead of me
i’m breaking bad, walt white with the ketamine

[hook: james major/mic anthony]
i’m on the move
but i’m coming right back
gotta chase these stacks
can you pardon my back?
don’t give me no flack
put the city on the map
on the plane i zone out
do you know where you at?
i’m on the move
but i’m coming right back
gotta chase these stacks
can you pardon my back?
don’t give me no flack
put the city on the map
on the plane i zone out
do you know where you at?

[verse 2: james major]
fresh off the plane while your girl still calling me
smoking on the beach, no cops gonna bother me
i’m the winning ticket, no this ain’t a lottery
kicking down the door like we’re setting up a robbery
hands up, give me that
punchlines, get attacked
i’m the illest n-gga, on the track
cy clique, gettin’ plaques

[verse 3: relay]
but it’s all love, always been at wimbledon
game time, play time, gotta let the winners spin
rolling with the homies and you bet we brought some women friends
bottles on ice, you would think we let the winter in
in the spot rocking, matter fact poppin’
lights, camera, action, no i’m not bronson
let out on the way, let me keep another option
got the deets, now we going ham, call me watson

- cypher clique

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