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Al Capone Lyrics - Artist : Lancey Foux
Ha-ha, chyeah
Ha-ha, chyeah (Azure) Chyeah, hey Mafia tone, Al Capone I'm on that Mafia tone (C'mon), Al Capone (C'mon) Mafia tone, Al Capone Mafia tone, Al Capone (Yeah, yeah) I'm talkin' big boss, I'm talkin' hit squad (Chyeah) I give her the signal, she reach in the bag, she ain't lookin for lip gloss (Ha) Niggas be lookin' for who, lookin for Lancey, which one? (Ha) I'm sittin' right here with a broom, who the fuck talkin' 'bout witch hunt? (Chyeah) Way too swagged out, way too swagged out, nigga, it's hard to match (Ha) The baddie goin' chiropractic, huh, the baddie might arch her back (Ha) Just made a Ferrari spider (Phew), smokin' Ferrari gas (Yeah, yeah) She gave me the eye deterrent, mm, now I gotta beat the cat (Boom) Rockin' my suit and tie (Phew, phew, phew), black and white (Yeah) Rockin' my suit and tie (Yeah, ha-ha), black and white (Chyeah) Rockin' my suit and tie (Ha-ha), black and white (Ha) Rockin' my suit and tie (Suit and tie), black and white Purple tint in the whip, purple drink, let me sip, lil' boy, I'm him [?] tints in the whip, so you can't see me, but I ain't goin' to the bin Crack cocaine, gotta sniff, and I had premium, and I used to sell them mid Too many drugs, I had to govern the bando, come like the parliament She fallin' in love, I had to tell her "I'm sorry, I don't have the heart for this" I'm one of them ones, I'm one in a million, I stay on the tip of your tongue I'm one of them ones, the prettiest demon that you've seen under the sun Hm, seein' it through (Phew, yeah), bird's-eye view (C'mon, chyeah) GT coupe (C'mon, c'mon), see me move (C'mon, c'mon) Handle my tool (C'mon, c'mon), smokin' a fool (C'mon, c'mon) Mafia crew (C'mon), shinin' my shoe (C'mon, chyeah) Life in hell (C'mon), anything sells (C'mon, yeah) Mafia tone (Chyeah), Al Capone (Yeah, yeah) Mafia tone (Ha, c'mon), Al Capone (Yeah) Talkin' 'bout Mafia tone (C'mon, yeah), Al Capone (C'mon) Mafia tone (Ha-ha), Al Capone |
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