Palm Angels lyrics
by Griselda
[Intro]
Uh, yeah
AC, n*gga
Yo, yo
[Verse]
Let me tell you 'bout this n*gga, make my old n*gga look like sh*t, huh
Look like sh*t (Uh-huh)
And now since I left, now my old n*gga hooked like sh*t, huh
Got him hooked like sh*t (Uh-huh)
He the type of n*gga, gettin' money but don't look like it (Right)
Not like these broke n*ggas tryna look like Mitch, huh
Type of n*gga holdin' bottles up for pics (Yeah)
Wanna hold a bankroll so it look like his, nah
He a G so I hooked him in (Uh-huh)
Showed him how good I could cook them bricks (Woo)
He said "Damn, ma, how you cook like this?"
f*ck like a ho but still look like wiz
He say he heard I was on some gold dig sh*t (What?)
I told him, "Nah, I'm just the type of b*tch that look right rich", huh (Facts)
And hе took a b*tch in as is (Uh-huh)
I ain't had to front or wear no tight sh*t, uh
Down to earth, she 'bout hеrs, my word (My word)
And he put a n*gga in dirt about her (About her)
Pulled his coattail as soon as I got word
That some n*ggas tryna snitch on n*ggas that got work (Watch out for him)
I'd ride for mines, grind for mines (Uh-huh)
Pull the trigger for a n*gga, I'd die for mines (Die for mines)
Police at the door, I'd lie for mines (Lie for mines)
Talk big sh*t to 'em while he hide the nines (What up?)
Now we livin' in the ever lap of luxury (Luxury)
I'm realizin' that you didn't have to f*ck with me (Uh-huh)
But you did, now I'm goin' all out, kid (Uh-huh)
And I got mad love to give, you my motherf*ckin' n*gga (Woo)
You my motherf*ckin' n*gga
[Skit: Justice, Lucky & Jessie]
"Justice: Let's cut the bullsh*t, okay? Now what do you really, really want from me? You wanna smell my punani?
Lucky: Yeah, yeah
Justice: You like that, huh?
Lucky: Mm-hmm
Justice: Hold on a minute, baby. Jessie?
Jessie: Yeah?
Justice: Come here for a minute, please
Jessie: What?
Justice: This fine young dark brother said he wanna smell my punani
Jessie: Really? Punani?
Justice: Yeah. Should I let him?
Jessie: Yeah. *blows breath on his face* So what do you think?
Lucky: You need to get your ass some breath mints. Crazy black b*tches..."