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letra de the italian job - russ

[intro]
yeah motherf-cker
(laugh)
yeah
making cl-ssic everyday b-tch
yeah
yeah same sh-t, sipping ciroc making cl-ssic
do what the f-ck i want
f-ck the low life
yeah b-tch
yeah yeah b-tch

[verse]
yeah knock knock
h-llo world it’s the motherf-cking g*nius
stop
watch me so i plot like a seamstress, clocks
hanging on my wall of achievements, stocks
lighting up like a blunt, i’ma chief this
dream with a team its complete game over
diamond
we can make the heat play colder
shining
i’mma get a sweet range rover
give it to my sister proceed to take over
yeah
every beat that i make is cl-ssic
every leap of faith is a practice
feet set waiting for for the world to p-ss it
out in la blowin jays off this rap sh-t
knew that i can have it
soon as i can find it
jets out to ny feelin like a giant
young and so defiant with a purpose
i’m about to jump in a fire and i’m shirtless
better call the nurses
half away to t… ones
with a little accent, hips like handguns
grips like phantoms
huggin on the street
me im hugging curves making hits in a sheets ha
lips so sweet but the world so sour
so i’m dippin out for the money and the power
lips so sweet but the world so sour
so i’m dippin out for the money and the power
yeah

- russ

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