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Iamsu!

Genres: Hip-Hop

Aura Lyrics - Iamsu!

The money turned my Shaqs into Bapesters 

I take the money give it back to where I came from 

I'm looking at the game sideways 

Frank Sinatra on this shit, I did it my way 

So far ahead of my time 

I'm about to start another life 

Look behind you, I'm about to pass you twice 

Not the Blueprint, it's the Su-print 

I bought the game and got change, keep your two cents 

Hit Miami, came back with a tan 

I took an insta in a steam room 

That's a sonogram 

I'm so high, I don't want to land 

You want to battle bring a P and a hundred grand 

 

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Nino Brown how I pose in my section 

Get rid of you rappers like colds when you catch them 

Coppers run me down I have no recollections 

The flow, is a weapon 

Six-speed just went to seven 

I'm raw like no protection 

You listen, get your infections 

 

Impressive upon impression 

No cheques, then get the message 

Unless it's intercepted, so I send it again 

Got the game locked in my brain like the prison's within 

But I don't got no time for jail time 

Im beyond that 

The only pen I see is when I sign a contract 

My name's Sudan 

TN say we claiming bomb threats 

They trying to send me down under like a wombat 

 

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Funny how these rappers getting awkward with me 

If weird stares were chairs we would all get a seat 

Put it on the big screen so we all get to see 

How I'mma blow like 50 in 2003 

Because I'm the best 

Wild wild west I'm on my big willie 

Tell Warner I'mma need a milli for the pub dealie 

Bet the money make her do a backflip 

Every cinema stash like a top-flip 

And ain't no half-way players, I'm the man all the time 

Ain't no half-way famous, get my money on time 

Ever HBK gang everything good 

Like a guilty verdict I got nothing left to prove 

I've been doing me 

I really hope you doing you 

I been working working setting up for album number two 

And I was here, all praise to the most high 

I did this without a deal or a co-sign 

Last week top floor suite at the Palazzo 

Had them walking around ass-naked like Frida Kahlo 

You know the deal with me and models 

Young Su can name more women than Pete Pablo 

 

I'm where I want to be yea yea yea 

Because they fuck with me yea yea yea 

So we don't got to talk anymore 

So we don't got to talk anymore 

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So we don't got to talk anymore 

So we don't got to talk anymore 

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