Nas, Fivio Foreign, A$AP Ferg – Spicy Lyrics
Artist: Nas, Fivio Foreign, A$AP Ferg
Song: Spicy
Spicy
Hit-Boy
Boss sh#t, your Lord ship
****** talkin’ yadda since I’m on sh#t
I used to run the block, now I’m coporate (Coperate)
Hoppin’ out, you know it’s up when the doors lift
Whole squad hide the burners (Whole squad)
Mets hats in the sky like Bobby Shmurda
They watch me like a chick courtside as the rocker
Flow only getting tougher, she beggin’ me to cuff her
Brooklyn sweet chick, waffles with raspberry butter
Wear a mink at the roller rink middle of the summer
If I can’t get it done, I got soliders with me to cover
Queens get the money, we only stackin’ it upwards
Cheese stay icy, ’cause sh#t get spicy
She on Demon time, I get her a timepiece
Patek, n#gg#s not lit, not like me
Can’t get nothin’ by me, my mind is 2090
Ke Lo Ke, everybody pricy
Cost money, beat the charge money
Fats money, push to start money
Lost money, Escobar money (Uh)
Blue advice, always add spicy
Always get the liqour with the ice
I don’t give a **** if that’s his wife
I could bag any b#tch in these old white Nikes
That ain’t right, if she tell me no I get tight
Evertime you saw me I was nice
Everytime I saw you, you was light
Every b#tch you with look like a dyke
I mean she might, not never be my type
She might never be my type, look
That b#tch trash, I only **** her for the hype
I only **** her for the hype, look (Uh)
Ke Lo Ke, everybody pricy
Cost money, beat the charge money
Fats money, push to start money
Lost money, Escobar money
n#gg#s saying Ferg back, but I been with the sh#t
Might make a grill with Tiffanys
My drill ****** out in Brooklyn and they spinnin’ and sh#t
Bumpin ‘Pac out the whip while we sippin’ and sh#t (Movie)
Model b#tches
Keep the vision through the lights, never blinded by the height
Keep the Tommy near the belly, sincere ’cause I’m hype
Got a ghetto Naomi Campell
I’m the one talkin’ spice, killers
With the guns and the knives, better run for your life
Got a queen in Queens, and my ex a Puerto Rican spice
My Harlem ***** doin’ time, gettin’ caught up with the swipes
Ke Lo Ke, everybody pricy
Cost money, beat the charge money
Fats money, push to start money
Lost money, Escobar money
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Nas, Fivio Foreign, A$AP Ferg Lyrics – Spicy
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Release Year: 2020