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Game lyrics : "Heaven's Arms"

Part the red sea and red Louis Vuittons
Who the don? Walk inside the club with all his Gucci on
You've been warned

Packing Heat like two LeBrons
And my crew is strong as Cali kush
It keep you higher than Heaven's Arms


Gucci in my closet, pardon my head
Pardon my French, but I'm on my Nas %#@!

Off with your head, off with your (*##$
She offered me head, I offered her dick
? black caught a reception, Now we off in the Ritz

I'm rolling this kush, she coughing and %#@!
Freak (*##$ named Jada love them LOX, I got her talkin' to Kiss
Got my hands behind my head, Now she all in the splits

Dick must be good, 'cus now she in Boston with bricks
Got a text on my iPhone, she caught with my %#@!
Off with a ten, she took it 'cus she's far from a snitch

Hold her mama and daddy down, got a sister in Georgetown
Paying her tuition so she ain't gotta be strippin'
It's money so I ain't trippin', this bull%#@! get printed

Them banks get scoped out, black cars get rented
My Gucci suit tailor, my fade get tapered
You get sent to your maker, $#&@in' around with my paper


Part the red sea and red Louis Vuittons
Who the don? Walk inside the club with all his Gucci on

You've been warned
Packing Heat like two LeBrons
And my crew is strong as Cali kush

It keep you higher than Heaven's Arms

Hard bottom Ferragamos, IQ too much for mediocre convo

I know a Farrakhan, oh three-story condo
IPod Shuffle in between Common, Jay Electronica (Elpadaro?)
Armado, and last words of Paul Castellano

Nothin' but illest paper and (*##$es ^!$$%s I know
Smokin' Cheeba, feeding divas McDonald's
All the way in Milano, ashin' out Cohibas

$#&@in' in that blue ?, the nose like ?
Let a (*##$ get a breather, then she back hittin' high notes
Throwin' Louis luggage at dealerships, $#&@ a car note

15's in everything, beating like Harpo
Rolling purple like Harpo, (*##$es by the car low
They wana see Prince, I'm pulling strings like Carlos, Santana

Now we in Magic (city), Atlanta
Wipin' Ciroq off my Loubi's with my Gucci bandana


Part the red sea and red Louis Vuittons
Who the don? Walk inside the club with all his Gucci on
You've been warned

Packing Heat like two LeBrons
And my crew is strong as Cali kush
It keep you higher than Heaven's Arms


Kanye with Kim now, I'm happy for that ^!$$%
Disrespect him or his wife, ? I slap you for that ^!$$%

Grew up listenin' to Pac, now I'm rappin' for that ^!$$%
My brother been dead 20 years, now I'm trappin' for that ^!$$%
God Flow like Pusha and 'em, rose Phantom pushin' 'em

Splittin' Louisville Sluggers over and puttin' kush in 'em
Ain't forgot about the Twin Towers, I blame Bush for them
Obama can't speak on it 'cus the government's shushin' him

But that's my ^!$$% though, still stackin' figures so
One day I'm top 5 and I can politic with Jigga though
I was just trying to Blueprint myself behind Jigga, though

And all them all dishes, yo, bull%#@!, thibodeaux
He be where the Summer be, I be where the Winter go
Tomahawk the Bugatti, Florida State Seminole

I'm out here tryna win a penant though
Never thought I'd be legendary, but $#&@ it I'm in it so


Part the red sea and red Louis Vuittons
Who the don? Walk inside the club with all his Gucci on
You've been warned

Packing Heat like two LeBrons
And my crew is strong as Cali kush
It keep you higher than Heaven's Arms

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