Xerox Glocks

Lyrics

[These lyrics are intentionally locked and left partial due to a DMCA takedown request. Please do not edit the lyrics to include the removed sections.] [Intro] [Verse 1: Hus Kingpin] Kingpin, Tarantino scenes, quarantine beams I had C.R.E.A.M dreams of catholean smokescreen deem, stacking Yao Ming's Money bets, niggas think I'm wylin' My release date is like wine tasters, Catalina skyscrapers I'm ill, I know how it feel to do God a favor, star lasers Shorty say "Paul, you major!" I say "shorty, you need to work on your A-cups" I lay flush against my bitch butt That's a pillow of love She look like Stacy from More Money, it's bugged She caught a case pushing bud California scarlet, strawberry alcohol lips I pulled back skin off a pig [Verse 2] [Verse 3]