The MakeupBreakup

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Erick the Architect - Rap

The MakeupBreakup

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[Intro] *girl speaking Latino* Erick [Verse 1 : Erick The Architect] Yeah, Uh I got them alcoholic tantrums shorty say I'm handsome This here is the new shit so play it like an anthem Blow some O's, fuck whoever that feels opposed about it Got a hoe as my pilot, cruise control Until a hymen's crying, I reside inside Zion I [?] Always been that kind of guy Read your message, don't reply The mother fucking villain right? Prototype gangs can't see it's overpriced Chicks that don't oblige, don't abide by the rules, so confused I get rude, but my temper got me empty I say hello to heaven cuz this reefer is who sent me So back in elementary, I was nothing Still lost and forgotten I'm a Brooklyn nigga eve don't forget that apple's rotten And I hope you got some time to think, It's common sense It's comical, it's confidence that got me here And my friends tell me there's no use to stopping here If you climb that mountain man make sure you got the proper gear Close fresh, no stress Bitches bad I'm going next Tag me in, arrogant You know what I wanna say, and Any ring I battle in I battle like it's cake mix Fuck a corny metaphor y'all niggas really basic Architect your lifestyle You know they really don't know what the fuck you talking bout dog [Chorus : Erick the Architect] Roll a ben, call your friends, if we bang it all depends Roll a ben, call your friends, if we bang it all depends Roll a ben, call your friends, if we bang it all depends Roll a ben, call your friends, if we bang it all depends And shorty got an ass so yeah come bring it through If this is all I have oh yeah I'll take it too If this is all I have oh yeah I'll take it too If this is all I have oh yeah I'll take it too [Verse 2 : Erick The Architect] Late in June I would have my taste of Satan's spoon (Satan's spoon) I cooked it up so all my niggas kicking too Blurry lie floating through this galaxy Now I make my own shit and niggas really mad at me Jump upon my own tunes, take that shit as flattering And paper soldiers only folding cuz the casualties Fuck Sally the Sally may, my attitude is sad to say that I've been drinking all night, and you've been drinking all day So what is your addiction honey Is it cars and clothes or money All above the world is mine how dare a nigga take it from me Falling out of love with love Love it when I contradict Rivalries inside of me got me talking all kinds of shit Use a lot of money when you're running from them dreams man I pursue my own so I don't bother when you're bitching Very nonchalant is in my ambiance (hmm?) This a heater so Lebron is in my ambiance [Bridge 2 : Erick The Architect & Latino Girl] Yes, it's time, for you, to leave Got a main shorty in Texas and a chick from overseas Got a Maybelline Queen and a bad bitch named Janine But then with all three it's one hell of a party (Hahahaha) It's one hell of a party With all three is one hell of a party It's one hell of a party Yeah that's one hell of a party [Chorus : Erick the Architect] Roll a ben, call your friends, if we bang it all depends Roll a ben, call your friends, if we bang it all depends Roll a ben, call your friends, if we bang it all depends Roll a ben, call your friends, if we bang it all depends And shorty got an ass so yeah come bring it through If this is all I have oh yeah I'll take it too If this is all I have oh yeah I'll take it too If this is all I have oh yeah I'll take it too Now I make my own shit, and niggas really made at me Now I make my own shit, and niggas really made at me Clothes fresh, no stress, bitches bad I'm going next Now I make my own shit, and niggas really made at me

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  • Erick the Architect