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Songs | Albums | Album Arts
| Song: | MADISON SQUARES |
| Album: | DARKSIDE 3 | Genres: | Rap |
| Year: | | Length: | 152 sec |
Lyrics:
Ntro] Yeah! Uh! What we sellin is a vibe you know Get money shit! Uh! Another day awaken, thank God that I made it Egg white omelet, slice of turkey bacon Got that ass to push up, pull them panties to the side Boy she love to up, couple bitches on the side Then we jump in the shower Medusa faces on towels I been ballin like D. Wade same jacket with flowers I inspired the bosses ballers the streets name me Don I arrive from bustin macks movin packs of heroin Call it Madison Squares, movin ye in the hood Now we in Madison Square, fresh J's on the wood You know! Yeah! We call it Madison Square! Menu order see us, ringside cause we re-up Dropped a hundred racks aww, damn he God see us Speakin lingos that's foreign, man he got no imported Handle ones that afford it, be the ones there to snort it I'm missin James Gandolfini, we eat spaghetti with lobster Conversatin 'bout life, yeah he respected this mobster And the villa is packed, pussy poppin in spandex But that ass is a killer I'm talkin Aaron Hernandez I think about boss in charge, when I look at my daughter Now we throwin tea parties I'm dippin coke in the water We call it Madison Squares, movin ye in the hood Now we in Madison Square, fresh J's on the wood You know! Uh! Yeah! We call it Madison Square Those who afford it be the ones there to snort it Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha! Madison Square WOO! Uh! Shoutout my nigga Big Mach, shoutout Illa! Cool And Dre on this one nigga! Madison Squares! Ah!
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