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Wild Horses of Sable Island Lyrics by Jae Tips

South of Houston

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Im Stone cold
My flow cold
My teeth shining
Thats rose Gold
We in Pasadena
For the rose bowl
On red bull
And Rose moe
And i sip straight
In my Griff Blakes
My kicks shining
Yo chick eyeing
This young man
Cause my shit straight
So fuck ya and ya mixtapes
We 10 deep
No 10 deep
Young nigga trill
And from the east
Im a boss tho
Like big meech
With a bad bitch watching blue streak
My occupation is to rock the nation
Im put in time and im block the hating
Cause the top is vacant
They gone mock with satan
When a nigga gone and out the basement
Im from NY my team fly
My kicks old
With no creases
Im MJ meets Jesus
And i play the corner like Revis
In them Jeremy Scott Adidas
Im swerving on you divas
I done Put the time in
So i deserve everything that comes out
Like front row at these knick games
Bad hoes
Big chains
Fast cars
So i switch lanes
Im a new slave but what i do crave
Is just a new day
Trying touch the sky like Lupe
And Kanye
Little more drank and these hoes gone think
This nigga made it like im fucking famous
But im outchea
[2nd Verse]
I was on that block
Around that work
Momma in the kitchen
Grandma in Church
Ain't have no Job
Ain't have no purp
All i ever knew was lifting up skirts
Kill my dreams
Kill my vibe
Save yo soul
And not yo live
Buy this gold
And not these clothes
Plant this rose
And then yo toes
Build yo brand
And break yo bread
Take yo time
Hold yo head
Fuck these pigs
Fuck these feds
Shock this world
With yo gift
If you ain't on my side
Then suck this Dick
Middle finger up
If you ain't gone slip
Middle finger up
If you bout yo chips
And ain't no nigga gone fuck yo bitch
Im outchea
Im the scout here
And these hoes lit
Like times square
Got the great white
She trying take flight
But we dont lay right
Unless she stay tight
My ace boon
Told me late june
Im heat up like cancun
Keep spitting that fire
Through the wire
And i guarantee
You be the man soon
No latex
But you fucking next
I was in the jects
Now im cutting checks
Doing that math
Filleting then crab
Taking these cabs
Living ain't bad
Breathing is
When you claustrophobic
And so many niggas on one show
That back stage look like front row
But middle finger up if you gone blow
Right now
Credits
Jae Tips

Jae Tips

About “Wild Horses of Sable Island” by Jae Tips

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"Wild Horses of Sable Island" appears on "South of Houston ".

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