STEEZ
演唱：The Jux、Turkish Dcypha、Wavy Boy SmithIntro
Quail eggs
Only serve me quail eggs
With that saffron season salt
It's exquisite
Verse
Since I grew my hair lately
I've been feeling like the black Michael Bolton
Baby I'm as fly as a Volcan
Gem encrusted crescent swords
Like we ready for desert storm
It's just the life of a sultan
Balenciaga fabrics are lavender
While I'm chopping yam and tilapia
Politicking with my African mafia
Sharing folktales of magical characters
A wizard with this sorcery my gang say “Alafia”
The eagles so we don't eat equal
Goose feather pillows cos I even sleep regal
Wake up and set my targets in boss mode
pronto
Wheat grass shots in Versace Baroque robes honcho!
No gassing, but damn I'm so handsome
With goals like Marco Van Basten
And I get fly, grab a three-piece suit with a neck tie
Turkish said these criminal meetings are clandestine
Cigars in the back room,
Surrounded by war generals commanding platoons
And five *****es speaking mandarin
Who know that I'm partial to Crab Rangoon
Flight booked at 6 to Cancun, I'll be back soon
The dirt on my kicks came from the sand dunes
The eighth wonder of the world ***** I need a statue
Or a monument, cos even my ops know of my opulence I got it from the continent
Just landed In Detroit bumping Dwele
In a Martin Laurence Pele Pele
My ***** African American but she wore Agele
It cost a pretty penny for this penne
Big plate of pasta up in Carbone's
But I move like an east end gangster in a jaguar with a car phone
Pockets on anabolic steroids
And I got them Ice Cubes with me, uncle Elroy
Outro
That's it
That's it
Keep all of that
Quail eggs
Only serve me quail eggs
With that saffron season salt
It's exquisite
Verse
Since I grew my hair lately
I've been feeling like the black Michael Bolton
Baby I'm as fly as a Volcan
Gem encrusted crescent swords
Like we ready for desert storm
It's just the life of a sultan
Balenciaga fabrics are lavender
While I'm chopping yam and tilapia
Politicking with my African mafia
Sharing folktales of magical characters
A wizard with this sorcery my gang say “Alafia”
The eagles so we don't eat equal
Goose feather pillows cos I even sleep regal
Wake up and set my targets in boss mode
pronto
Wheat grass shots in Versace Baroque robes honcho!
No gassing, but damn I'm so handsome
With goals like Marco Van Basten
And I get fly, grab a three-piece suit with a neck tie
Turkish said these criminal meetings are clandestine
Cigars in the back room,
Surrounded by war generals commanding platoons
And five *****es speaking mandarin
Who know that I'm partial to Crab Rangoon
Flight booked at 6 to Cancun, I'll be back soon
The dirt on my kicks came from the sand dunes
The eighth wonder of the world ***** I need a statue
Or a monument, cos even my ops know of my opulence I got it from the continent
Just landed In Detroit bumping Dwele
In a Martin Laurence Pele Pele
My ***** African American but she wore Agele
It cost a pretty penny for this penne
Big plate of pasta up in Carbone's
But I move like an east end gangster in a jaguar with a car phone
Pockets on anabolic steroids
And I got them Ice Cubes with me, uncle Elroy
Outro
That's it
That's it
Keep all of that