Lupe Fiasco - Street Stories lyrics
Lupe Fiasco [Wasalu Muhammad Jaco] Chicago, Illinois, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Lupe Fiasco - Street Stories lyrics]
Give me models with semi-autos
And many Glock fo's in they Fendi ponchos
Kissimmee Saint Cloud condos
You want it pronto
You hit it on the head like congos
My entourage is
Like that of Malik el-Shabazz Hajj's
Those that choose not to dodge us
Bullet lodges like water buffalo better get
Hustler ettiquette move rocks like Frederick
And your dames I entertain
Like my first name Cederick
Like Max Julien how I max jewely them
Or any other chicken that listens
For more than 40 seconds
Me and shorty steppin
Left in the dust is the previous player who
Game wasn't up to par with thus such as ours
See thats where the jealousy starts
The ice grills begin and the weaponry sparks
So I'm forced to keep a gun
Up in the drawers and a
Vest tight like a woman wit some balls
Pause never
Niggas stall like public bathrooms
I move fast, while they assume
Positions I be splittin and gettin gone
They wanna take me off the wicker
Throne that I sit upon
Like Huey Newton but Luey shootin
In Louis Vuitton, movie viewin
Hoochie doin' with a chick similar to Lucy
Liu an' only Cuban
Transmittin, these ghetto laws
Like the transitions
See the heroin that my man siftin'
I move it to death like my hands spittin
From my lungs to my tounge to my gums
To the guns that my hands liftin
Stay riffin Mercedez Benz sedan whippin
Extra heavy coppin
Set up every block and buy out every
Bag of plastic wrap saran rippin
Nigga, nigga yeeeah!
Now Julie ran a jewelry store
Had a friend named Gwen
Who had a Benz named Sin
223 4 burgundy the color currency her mother
Wore a lady mueller 17 carats maybe cooler
Navy maybe bluer say she pay 80 maybe fewer
Prada topper gucci shoer
Light skin 5'10" and slim and had
Something real shady to her
On the daily Julie tried to play me to her
Said that she can take me to a place in Aruba
Where they puff buddha from hookas
While sippin cups of lewer
Steady frontin like she somethin how a
Hundred wasn't nothing to her
But through all the diamonds
Pradas last season I even
Trying to believe in
I think she lieing conniving
Deceiving she look like
The type that like to mislead men
But, I could be misreading miss
Taught never underestimate
Underspeculate even
She say she used to run with Steven
Good nigga but hes no longer breathin'
You see I heard he used to mess
With checks til he got it indirect
They shot him in his chest head left
Honking his van horn like the Nets
Cellphone in his cupholder
Chrome in his gun holster
They got the drop on em put the
Full Fox and Glocks on em
Thought he was invincible
The pinnacle of tough guy material
Left his rocks on him?buggets?
And?secks? thats invisible
Much like the ones I wear one eyed
Stare looking at her crazy yeah
I know about Aruba we got a crib on the coast
2 yachts barbeque chicken wings on the boats
Much white northern light to smoke
And 13 to toast but
Thats for my niggas I never
Partake in the smoking marijuanas
Or the drinking of the liquors and
I ain't got nothing for you
I'm nothing cordial
Type send you to buy for you
Its just head in booth hide this mack in
Ya coupe stick these packs in ya boots
Take a stack off the loot and scoop
Nigga nigga
And many Glock fo's in they Fendi ponchos
Kissimmee Saint Cloud condos
You want it pronto
You hit it on the head like congos
My entourage is
Like that of Malik el-Shabazz Hajj's
Those that choose not to dodge us
Bullet lodges like water buffalo better get
Hustler ettiquette move rocks like Frederick
And your dames I entertain
Like my first name Cederick
Like Max Julien how I max jewely them
Or any other chicken that listens
For more than 40 seconds
Me and shorty steppin
Left in the dust is the previous player who
Game wasn't up to par with thus such as ours
See thats where the jealousy starts
The ice grills begin and the weaponry sparks
So I'm forced to keep a gun
Up in the drawers and a
Vest tight like a woman wit some balls
Pause never
Niggas stall like public bathrooms
I move fast, while they assume
Positions I be splittin and gettin gone
They wanna take me off the wicker
Throne that I sit upon
Like Huey Newton but Luey shootin
In Louis Vuitton, movie viewin
Hoochie doin' with a chick similar to Lucy
Liu an' only Cuban
Transmittin, these ghetto laws
Like the transitions
See the heroin that my man siftin'
I move it to death like my hands spittin
From my lungs to my tounge to my gums
To the guns that my hands liftin
Stay riffin Mercedez Benz sedan whippin
Extra heavy coppin
Set up every block and buy out every
Bag of plastic wrap saran rippin
Nigga, nigga yeeeah!
Now Julie ran a jewelry store
Had a friend named Gwen
Who had a Benz named Sin
223 4 burgundy the color currency her mother
Wore a lady mueller 17 carats maybe cooler
Navy maybe bluer say she pay 80 maybe fewer
Prada topper gucci shoer
Light skin 5'10" and slim and had
Something real shady to her
On the daily Julie tried to play me to her
Said that she can take me to a place in Aruba
Where they puff buddha from hookas
While sippin cups of lewer
Steady frontin like she somethin how a
Hundred wasn't nothing to her
But through all the diamonds
Pradas last season I even
Trying to believe in
I think she lieing conniving
Deceiving she look like
The type that like to mislead men
But, I could be misreading miss
Taught never underestimate
Underspeculate even
She say she used to run with Steven
Good nigga but hes no longer breathin'
You see I heard he used to mess
With checks til he got it indirect
They shot him in his chest head left
Honking his van horn like the Nets
Cellphone in his cupholder
Chrome in his gun holster
They got the drop on em put the
Full Fox and Glocks on em
Thought he was invincible
The pinnacle of tough guy material
Left his rocks on him?buggets?
And?secks? thats invisible
Much like the ones I wear one eyed
Stare looking at her crazy yeah
I know about Aruba we got a crib on the coast
2 yachts barbeque chicken wings on the boats
Much white northern light to smoke
And 13 to toast but
Thats for my niggas I never
Partake in the smoking marijuanas
Or the drinking of the liquors and
I ain't got nothing for you
I'm nothing cordial
Type send you to buy for you
Its just head in booth hide this mack in
Ya coupe stick these packs in ya boots
Take a stack off the loot and scoop
Nigga nigga