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letra de anigma - gilbere forte

[intro]
i need 100 dollars, maybe a million

[verse 1]
waking up to credits, my life is a movie
c-cking back my prayers, no pressure can shoot me
fashionably late, givenchy can shoot me
a thousand miles per hour, that bugatti is booty
balling out i got coach, gold line on these hoes
touchdown in they throat, you know how many f-cking records i broke
life’s moving too slow, future calling my phone
angels on that voicemail, daddy please come home
it’s that trailer sh-t that i know, my dreams kicking in doors
f-ck the life that you chose, all the smoking mirrors i broke
phil jackson made the deal happen
blowing up like it never happened
never satisfied till i’m 55, denzel of this rap sh-t!
boasting all that big sh-t that your ho try to f-ck me in
top floor like anywhere, no entry point for your key to fiy
so high i talk to god and my androids can see the blink
lord knows it is my time, lord knows that vacheron

[hook]
this is anigma
middle finger to you b-tch n-ggas
this is anigma
real n-ggas getting major figures

[verse 2]
all the money and the cars, talk about it, talk about it
everybody living large, talk about it, talk about it
all my real n-ggas in the building, talk about it, talk about it
all the bad women making noise, talk about it, talk about it
this is anigma, raised in h-ll, cooked in holy baking soda
87 dreams, woke you, out your f-cking coma
it’s cold in the middle when the heat is on
motherf-ckers crowd around me, you just so they ain’t seen alone
first cl-ss for that skype call, ease drop on my life dog
swimming in the money i might fall
scrooge mcduck that i drown all
i’m way down till i’m way up, my countdown like the ball struck
four hoes all f-cked up, four hoes all f-cked up
try to chase the liq’ but that juice gon’, f-cked up, where the goose go
last night greystone, last year i was at a house party
same n-gga, same crew, watch your girl before she blame you
i had her in the whip and she was on my d-ck, but i don’t give a f-ck like it’s game two

[bridge]
i’ve been on some other sh-ts since day one
ask me how i feel ho, amazing
fantastic brilliant, spilling champagne on your b-tch
why you sing along on my sh-t, n-gga?

[hook]

[outro]
all the money and the cars, talk about it, talk about it
it’s everybody living large, talk about it, talk about it
all my real n-ggas in the build’, talk about it, talk about it
all the bad women making noise, talk about it, talk about it

- gilbere forte

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