Tony Shhnow - Deacon Tony lyrics

(I really like to use cash)

I'ma get 'em in a minute
I'm the man of the hour
I'm easter pink fresh
Pourin' champagne showers
I smell like the trap house
On my job went max out
I told her I ain't God
But my clique we bless the streets
I'm always in that kitchen
Dawg you know I like to eat
Always keep a K, you could end up on a tee
I'm fresher than a deacon on
The day he gotta preach

I'm flexin' with the bags
I'm ballin' so hard can't compete
I work plays with wordplay, she
Think it's a birthday
I just flex the damn cake
I just woke up, hit some gas
We don't have no damn breaks
I count up the blue face, he so mad
Still face mister fuck a nigga bitch
Then I drop her off
I'm in the street heavy
You inside the house off
1-800-GETEMOFF, give my trap a call
My music like coaches in practice
Teach you how ball

I'ma get 'em in a minute
I'm the man of the hour
I'm easter pink fresh
Pourin' champagne showers
I smell like the trap house
On my job went max out
I told her I ain't God
But my clique we bless the streets
I'm always in that kitchen
Dawg you know I like to eat
Always keep a K, you could end up on a tee
I'm fresher than a deacon on
The day he gotta preach

Yeah, hey hey