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Prime Boys - Emergency (Official Audio)
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(Got a, got a) got a couple things that I can never speak on Got a couple niggas I can lean on Got a couple niggas that gon' put you in the ER, ER And we are the flyest, most highest Nevermind this, golden touch, got the Midas Got the Midas, touch money like it's priceless Speak up, speak up, speak up (speak up) Put in the spot can't keep up And red bops can't keep up Look at all these opps tryna team up Ridin' wit hScotty and he beamed up He done make a mil' when he free'd up Me I go dumb with the visa Dirt on my hands need a clean up Niggas really fucked up when they let me in The game ain't been the same ever since I think they want us all in a box But in the end I gave it all that I got (Got a, got a) got a couple things that I can never speak on Got a couple niggas I can lean on Got a couple niggas that gon' put you in the ER, ER And we are the flyest, most highest Nevermind this, golden touch, got the Midas Got the Midas, touch money like it's priceless And nothing's for sure, and if I get more maybe I won't come down Take too many bars, keep seein' stars, I wake up when the sun's down Are you havin' fun now? Slow down, slow down, I know how Need enough money that can go around Everytime I get it, I need more now Balenciaga no lace No face, no case I've been gone without a trace They wanna take my place, yeah They wanna take this from me, yeah But I can't let that be (Got a, got a) got a couple things that I can never speak on Got a couple niggas I can lean on Got a couple niggas that gon' put you in the ER, ER And we are the flyest, most highest Nevermind this, golden touch, got the Midas Got the Midas, touch money like it's priceless Uh, Prime Forever, uh Uh, I love that bitch she made a monster of me I got a x-ray, dog the doctor said my heart is empty (crazy) I'm not perfect, I know there's a lot of problems with me (clearly) I just don't give a fuck as long as I got dollars with me You know my dawgs are with me She could've put her kid in private School instead she spend it on her titties Uh, those the girls that we around ('round), watch how we get down (down) Red at the bottom of sneakers now (of my sneakers now) I used to only want it but I need it now Swear to God I need it now This shit drives me crazy baby, know I'm hard to be around But I won't always be around I won't always be around
Writer(s): Jordan Whiston, Theodore Tchamala, Todd Smyth, Gordon Phillips Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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