Stevie McFly - Prince of the East lyrics

[Intro] There is no God but Hov And Kanye is his prophet [Hook] I dress In Dries And other boutique stores in Paris Hova Is the king But McFly is the Prince of the East [Verse 1] Popping molly in my Tom Ford If you want a dip, I got more Scandalous as LIBOR If you don't like me, cry more Cry more; you s**a n***as can't buy my Outfits, so why try? Wallet brolic as the n***a from The Blind Side Haters racist as The Help or The Blind Side Versace shades on my eyes Money stays on my mind Snorting white lines, sipping white wine Don't like it, but it's cla**ier than High Life In my red bottoms spazzing with my low lives We got no ties No children and no wives Ain't on the corner with four-fives On the top floor with the c**a Take the Nudies off, put it in her chocha Looking strange and deranged in the Rover This Dior got me looking like a pro, huh? Rocking Dries Van Noten at my show, huh? Looking like a yeti with the snow, huh? Eat spaghetti and you n***as eating crow, huh? My crew is hesh and all you n***as bros, huh? Have a skate sesh in thousand dollar clothes, huh? And I stack my lettuce like a grocer But it's crazy how fast it go, huh? It's crazy how fast it go cause [Hook] [Verse 2] MOG run the game, n***a, f** with me Punk rock n***a, grown but it stuck with me In the pit, if you buck, n***a, knuck with me And I got a few grams in the trunk with me Like Yeshua ben Yosef at brunch drinking mimosas With twelve disciples around me should've died of overdoses Flow stoic, I'm a coke-blowing dope poet Go Boy wish snow chosen, go hard, we both know it Go Boys, MOG, n***a, we the f**ing crew Making good music, so Yeezy, what it do? If half these n***as on the radio got signed, then I can do Twiggy Stardust, n***a: I'm the truth