Huncho Jack - Saint Laurent Mask lyrics

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Huncho Jack - Saint Laurent Mask lyrics

Yeah, yeah It's like a whole different world Buddah Bless this beat Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, Saint Laurent Mask, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, pull up with the broad doing street sweep (sweep sweep) sh** did it this cece (coco) Swag on repeat (drip drip) Day by the day (day by the day) Counting that bag on the low (bag) Count that bag on the floor (bag) Stack it up til' you get mo' (stack it up) Stack it up til' you get mo' (stack it up) Stack it up til' you get mo' Stack it up til' you get mo' Ain't giving out no freebee's Swipe with the digital cece Come get high, my Tipi Take that bar, no 3G Live fast, live life easy, yeah Put a drop in my sweet tea X-rated, no PG Your ex-n***a on creepy She don't wanna keep 'em She f** em then leave 'em (smash) She hope I hit her (brr brr) She hope I beep her (hope I beep her) She want me to get her a bag, a house, maybe a Beamer (Skrr Skrr) I might say some sh** out of my mouth but still won't leave her I might say some sh** out of my mouth, call my paralegal I did done some sh** in my life right in that Regal Go Mel Gibson, Danny Glover, that sh** lethal Can't live backwards, live life, that sh** evil Master grab the safe I bet you n***as can’t re-up Bulletproof Wraith, safe Recline, I let my seat up Huncho Jack, we the robbers Huncho Jack, got a chopper You might want to keep this film rolling Huncho Jack, won an Oscar Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, Saint Laurent Mask, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, pull up with the broad doing street sweep (sweep sweep) sh** did it this cece (coco) Swag on repeat (drip drip) Day by the day (day by the day) Counting that bag on the low (bag) Count that bag on the floor (bag) Stack it up til' you get mo' (stack it up) Stack it up til' you get mo' (stack it up) Stack it up til' you get mo' Stack it up til' you get mo' Stack it, stack it, stack it Stack it, stack it, stack it Wrap it up, put it in plastic Wrap it up wrap it up, put it in plastic She don't wanna keep 'em She f** em' then leave 'em She hope I hit her She hope I beep her She want me to get her a bag, a house, maybe a Beamer I might say some sh** out of my mouth but still won't leave her