Partee - Mafia Movie lyrics

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Partee - Mafia Movie lyrics

[Intro: Lil Wyte] Partee, check it out bro We be grindin' a long motherf**in time homie We got all this bread We got all this connections You know I'm sayin', we got the King behind us What you wanna do? [Hook: Partee] 2x Let's make a Mafia Movie, Mafia Movie Let's make a Mafia Movie, Mafia Movie Let's make a Mafia Movie, Mafia Movie Like Robert De Neiro or Danny DeVito [Verse 1: Partee] Somebody don't get k**ed or bucked in the opening credits Then I don't watch the movie, you won't regret it Mane I feel like Johnny Depp in the movie "Blow" When he realized he can turn green to snow See I'm on my mafioso, this here is our day ... If this was a mafia ... be alive Never ride with yo crew or turn yo back on wise guys I avoided d**h so many times like Lucky Lucciano ... it gets handled I got the vision, I bust this eagle in the temple Of Nicky (?) I never ... [Hook: Partee] 2x [Verse 2: Lil Wyte] I'm the son of DJ Paul, the nephew to Lord Infamous Juicy J's my godfather, I am the mafia Project Pat's my big brother, I'm a walking movie No script, no rehearsal, nobody can sue me I show up in (?) turn the f**in' cameras on In my right hand just happens to be The king of the Black Haven Zone Right off the road is (?) mansion Where they have the mafia meetings Local politicians attended and Elvis was a leader Is it a coincidence that I'm the man in charge now? I think not, I played the game right And then put my cards down I'm Lil Wyte the ... the future king of Memphis f** it, while I am it I'm even tryin' to over the world with this [Hook, Partee] 2x [Skit from the movie "Casino"] No matter how big a guy might be Nicky would take him on You beat Nicky with fists He comes back with a bat You beat him with a knife He comes back with a gun And if you beat him with a gun You better k** him ... [Verse 3: Lord Infamous] BLAY! Scarecrow the Lord Infamous, they call me Kaiser Corleone Hit yo car alarm, disintegrated by a C4-bomb Scarecrow is a main man I ... Tommy get whacked Razor wire around yo neck, suffocate you with a plastic sack Triple 6 a syndicate, yeah South Memphis, yo I'm runnin' that If you make here a look to my territory Better give me my tax or you capture the axe Made a deal with the devil, ultimate power to give my soul up (?) found pinned in my own blood pits for the flames erupt Battin' heads like Nicky ... skulls up on the (?) (?) behind a panel, bludgeon your f**ing (?) This (?) will cross my (?), k** DeVito, Tommy (?) Get yo dead life ... concrete ... no evil [Outro] ...because he'll keep comin back and back Until one of you is dead

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