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Everything That Glitters

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Lyrics: Quality street, hey, yo, French, music You, you know I'm 'bout that life, right? Pushin' Better know who you is when you lookin' in the mirror 'Cause everythin' that glitter, that ain't gold I'm gettin' love from the hater Camera's in action, I tell all my niggers what's happenin' Ride with my niggers 'Cause everythin' that glitter, that ain't gold I'm gettin' love only from the haters My camera's in action, tell all my niggers what's happenin' With all the smoke get high, high, high Just another day gettin' by, by, by For every brick broke down it's one stepped on For every known rat it's one slept on For every loyal nigger frontin' one kept on For every bitch I showed the way it's when they kept hoein' So let's blow through this money as we pour bottles Let me drop another classic and the tour follows Let's get pissy drunk and let the hoes swallow My niggers embrace guns and ignore Bibles Not to glorify it, you can't ignore the lines The illusions we can be, you get a law abidin' Better know who that is lookin' in the mirror The truth lies and you still can't see it clear Better know who you is when you lookin' in the mirror 'Cause everythin' that glitter, that ain't gold I'm gettin' love from the hater Camera's in action, I tell all my niggers what's happenin' Ride with my niggers 'Cause everythin' that glitter, that ain't gold I'm gettin' love only from the haters My camera's in action, tell all my niggers what's happenin' With all the smoke get high, high, high Just another day gettin' by, by, by I just can't leave it alone, I just can't leave it alone They handin' out football numbers after tappin' your phone Or you're watchin' for the drop As they clap and they chrome Took a brick and I turned it to stone Five into ten, the return of the clones Then took my experience and turned it to poems As we took single engines and turned 'em to Boeings Panamera blood red symbolized bloodshed Lost lot of niggers, some in club fed Few still reminiscin' in they CL Sellin' Pete Rock, cruisin' in they V12, yeah Better know who you is when you lookin' in the mirror 'Cause everythin' that glitter, that ain't gold I'm gettin' love from the hater Camera's in action, I tell all my niggers what's happenin' Ride with my niggers 'Cause everythin' that glitter, that ain't gold I'm gettin' love only from the haters My camera's in action, tell all my niggers what's happenin' With all the smoke get high, high, high Just another day gettin' by, by, by
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