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Verse One [Armani of York]:
I’ll fuck Madonna, Britney Spears
Ride with a lama, hop on lears
Gucci, Versace, I’ll rap for years
Heading to the top like mountaineers
Kirsten Bell, I’ll show you hell
Ménage a trois with Kate Beckinsale
Charlize Theron, I may as well
Wife you up, go get the mail
Winona Ryder, cum inside her
Hanging out all day like a big vagina
Cruising out, everything designer
Naomi Watts, get the cotts
I’ll wife you up take you round the block
I don’t give a fuck if its dark or not
Cuz I run the tdot and the parking lots
Chorus [Armani of York]:
Sigh of Relief, Sigh of Relief
Sigh of Relief, Sigh of Relief
Verse Two [Armani of York]:
These city lights, shine on me cuz I got the vice
Of shittin on mics like everynight
Little bit of white, all mixed up with a will to fight
All mixed up with a will to fight
Turn the game round make it right
Take off like Murcielago
Ridin’ round with a ride or die ho
I’m on fire like I’m in Chicago
Livin’ life like I won the lotto
You know its me
Armani with the dope baby roll the weed up
Keep it low no misdemeanors
My girl sick yo have you seen her
Turner up like her name was Tina
Now we thinkin’ ‘bout trips to Modena
Screaming fans, sold out Arenas
Verse Three [Armani of York]:
These hip hop broads, Nick Minaj
Make her cum in a big garage
Living large
Bring a new meaning to kiss the stars
Remy Ma, get the Remy ma
Theres no need for Henny now
Let’s get naked, drink it down
Fuck all night til we hit the ground
Alicia Keys, go grab the weed
Get a camera and a bag of E
Let’s mix it up call Adelle and Eve
Shoot a vid, make memories
I’ll call Mariah, beat it up til it’s on fire
On her Egypt sheets, I’m the messiah
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