Mark Henry - Just a Toast lyrics

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Mark Henry - Just a Toast lyrics

They're serving that exotic sh**, man Word up [Verse 1] Raekwon: We drink Courvoisier exclusive k** off the snitches, f** all fly b**hes Jump in the coupe, let your chicken yell Throw her head out the moon, go ahead and look mama, see how it feels I know the feds clustered up flexin', drivin', importin' Insurance is k**ing the gangsta when you work four mils in office Being the luck stud bad b**h in tux She know me from the maxima era she bought the what Automatic stainless good fella That ain't my main b**h, who ride around angry, the same sh** Coast through the world like chess, n***as is blessed up Yes yes, I'm at my best, boy rest Powerful when giving coke out You know they call me Sugar Ray The Chef, the gold child Giving good-boy gifts to the gangstas With more points than unicorns They know his dough's o's out Riding at maximum speed, give me weed give me cheese I like cheddar of V-neck leather Diana gold, two boxes centuries, yeah Mention me, you better say that n***a is better, what? Twilight up with the highlights, the wolf's out Black fur, black spur, b**hes is purred out You know I'm flexing and my character strong I could bag your b**h then flow through her lawn JD Era: I am k**ing them softly, pillow over the face flow Them youngings let it off for them pesos They used to cut off the hot water and cable Now I'm standing with the garb out to bring amps to the table What your life like? Mine's is real We used to have to rob and steal We cook, cook whatever for a bit of a meal Yeah, they don't wanna see us win how I'm beginning to feel But still I stand firm, posted up They say knowledge is power, I soak it up Kush pounds came here we broke it up I said good morning to Toronto and woke it up Wake up, b**h I'm here, it ain't a secret My third eye twitching, the way I peeped it A G's incense when the weed lit And keep the white girls moving like the peach pit That's some deep sh**, I do it for my dawgs like I breed pits Cream polo, matching clean kits College rings got a n***a feeling like a genius Paranoid of the lights when they flashing Cash out big, money cashin, flow's everlasting Swag like my pa**ion is fashion I'm on no lights, camera, action

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