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Gilbere Forte - Anigma Lyrics

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  • [Intro]
  • I need 100 dollars, maybe a million.
  • [Verse 1]
  • Waking up to credits, my life is a movie,
  • *****ing back my prayers, no pressure can shoot me,
  • Fashionable late, Givenchi can shoot me,
  • A thousand miles per hour, that Bugatti is goodie.
  • Balling out I got coach, gold line on these hoes,
  • Touchdown and they fell, you know how many *****ing records I broke
  • Life’s moving too slow, future calling my phone,
  • Angels on that voicemail, daddy please come home.
  • It’s that trailer shit that I know, my dreams kicking indoors,
  • ***** the life that you chose, my smoking mirrors I broke.
  • Fear Jackson with the DO happen,
  • Blowing up like it never happened,
  • Never satisfied till I’m 55, been selling this crack shit.
  • Busting all that ***** shit that your ho try to ***** me in,
  • Top flowing like anywhere, no inch plus for your counterfeet,
  • It’s so high I talk to god and my androids can see you blink
  • Lord know it is my time, lord knows it is far crime.
  • [Hook]
  • This is anigma,
  • Middle finger to you fake niggas,
  • This is anigma,
  • These niggas can’t match ya figures.
  • [Verse 2]
  • 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 niggas in the build’, talk about it, talk about it,
  • All the bad women making noise, talk about it, talk about it.
  • This is anigma, raised in hell, cooked in holy baking soda,
  • 87 drinks, wake you, watch your *****ing coma,
  • It’s cold in the middle when the heat is on,
  • Why the ***** is cry around me, you just saw they ain’t seen alone.
  • Life’s class for that skype call, ease you up on my lighter,
  • Too many money on my life fall,
  • Push me up and I drown all.
  • I’m way down till I’m way up, my countdown on a ball’s trap,
  • Four hoes all *****ed up, four hoes all *****ed up.
  • Try to change the liquid that juice go, *****ed up, what a goose go,
  • Last night graced on, last shit I was at a house party.
  • Same nigga, same crew, watch your girl before she blame you,
  • Bring your weapon, she was on my dick, but I don’t give a ***** like it’s game two.
  • [Bridge]
  • I’ve been on some other shits since day one,
  • Ask me how I feel, how amazing,
  • Fantastic billion, spent a champagne on your *****,
  • Why you sing along on my shit, nigga?
  • [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 niggas in the build’, talk about it, talk about it,
  • All the bad women making noise, talk about it, talk about it.

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