Al-Doms, Pusha T - HAHA lyrics
[Al-Doms, Pusha T - HAHA lyrics]
Ayo, N-IN-E, turn that up
Ha ha ha ha look, check my repertoire
It's a plane, it's a God, bitch, it's Doms
See no flaws
The greatest rapper of them all whispers
My mirror on the wall
Bitches come rub these crystal balls
And see what future they'll withdraw
This blood sports to win it all
And keep the split's like we Jean Claude
I'm only here to give the world an eyeful
Then au revoir
Stretch these rubber bands and see
What they expand to
Bitch, all my hunneds made to
Be blue like birthday candlеs make a wish
Feel like Marlo in The Wirе
Raising prices on the brick
I emphasized my life's legit and
Put my niggas in posish
It can't fall apart if I patch
It up like Slick Rick
Ten gold chains around my neck
Look like a slave's privilege
They act shook, we etch 'em, sketch 'em
Draw arms and stretch 'em thin
Leave the scene with no more drama
Singing Mary's best hit's
If I was made to be your karma
You deserve that shit
'Cause I'm an angel to my
Mama, but to rappers triple-6, uhg
Ha ha ha ha look, check my repertoire
It's a plane, it's a God, bitch
It's Doms, see no flaws, ugh
Ha ha ha ha look, check my repertoire
It's a plane, it's a God, bitch, it's Doms
See no flaws
I put my key, you put your key in
Money we'll be seein'
To scrape the fuckin' ceiling
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I put my key, you put your key in
Money we'll be seein'
To scrape the fuckin' ceiling
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, uh
Niggas said I died, I was dead to the streets
Fuck 'em, I'm gettin' high
Gettin' head on the beach
G Wagon your Jeep, Nobu on the beach
Never did Philippe's, it's PF Changs to me
Numbers don't lie when you who
They came to see
And the wrist don't lie when the
Watch is made for he
My yellow brick road was twenty-five a key
The road to the riches was
Always paved for me
Chillin', sittin' on double-digit millions
With all my niggas, all my guns, all my women
Life's a bitch, even Rihanna made a billion
All from sellin' powder, made a killin' push
Ha ha ha ha
Ha ha ha ha look, check my repertoire
It's a plane, it's a God, bitch, it's Doms
See no flaws
The greatest rapper of them all whispers
My mirror on the wall
Bitches come rub these crystal balls
And see what future they'll withdraw
This blood sports to win it all
And keep the split's like we Jean Claude
I'm only here to give the world an eyeful
Then au revoir
Stretch these rubber bands and see
What they expand to
Bitch, all my hunneds made to
Be blue like birthday candlеs make a wish
Feel like Marlo in The Wirе
Raising prices on the brick
I emphasized my life's legit and
Put my niggas in posish
It can't fall apart if I patch
It up like Slick Rick
Ten gold chains around my neck
Look like a slave's privilege
They act shook, we etch 'em, sketch 'em
Draw arms and stretch 'em thin
Leave the scene with no more drama
Singing Mary's best hit's
If I was made to be your karma
You deserve that shit
'Cause I'm an angel to my
Mama, but to rappers triple-6, uhg
Ha ha ha ha look, check my repertoire
It's a plane, it's a God, bitch
It's Doms, see no flaws, ugh
Ha ha ha ha look, check my repertoire
It's a plane, it's a God, bitch, it's Doms
See no flaws
I put my key, you put your key in
Money we'll be seein'
To scrape the fuckin' ceiling
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I put my key, you put your key in
Money we'll be seein'
To scrape the fuckin' ceiling
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, uh
Niggas said I died, I was dead to the streets
Fuck 'em, I'm gettin' high
Gettin' head on the beach
G Wagon your Jeep, Nobu on the beach
Never did Philippe's, it's PF Changs to me
Numbers don't lie when you who
They came to see
And the wrist don't lie when the
Watch is made for he
My yellow brick road was twenty-five a key
The road to the riches was
Always paved for me
Chillin', sittin' on double-digit millions
With all my niggas, all my guns, all my women
Life's a bitch, even Rihanna made a billion
All from sellin' powder, made a killin' push
Ha ha ha ha