Gothic Clothes

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Vic Spencer & Hus KingPin - Rap

Gothic Clothes

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[Verse 1: Hus Kingpin] Yeah More or less it's the winner's clique I split your shit Twin crips snuggle with the clips Cozy Hundred shots leave a nigga holy Moly I'm like Moulder with the X-Files style Behold the Vic Spence Wave lord experience I got you niggas feeling tenuous I bent my wrist with the cuff grip Grab the grip out the holster for the culture I turn nigga's brain fluids to mimosa Adios ya Johnny Walker my cup, drunk up Jeans tucked with the money lump Sit down Y'all niggas buy jeans with your kneecaps out If Sean P was here hе'd duff y'all niggas out This is New York, Chi Town, L.A Anywhere in bеtween, weave a dream Watch for niggas that switch teams, LeBron niggas I put y'all niggas in line My little Frankenstein babies, lord willing [Verse 2: Vic Spencer] Uh Tarnish your soul with Nigerian hopes Smearing the cake all on the table while she gripping the pole (Baby) This year I should be sick in a hole But I'm out here getting the dough Break bread with my niggas when it grows Straight out the oven flow, get your mittens Fix the whole kitchen up, Chanel plates Kicks make you wanna hide a snail face Y'all got pastel taste I'm luxurious Glorified there could never be two of us Top of the game and I don't want to I want you to know that I just want you dead 'Nuff said You the type to buy a jersey and then distress it I'm the type to type your birdie a message Like "Is you coming to the crib or naw?" She replied back fast Came back to my crib in just a trenchcoat and I laughed Wear my flesh on my sleeve, who care about ya? You not better than me, you wear a blouse brah

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