Masquerade ft. lungskull Lyrics

Got that Gucci suede, in the rain, lavender my bitch

At the masquerade, smoking haze, lean up on my fit

Same color denim jeans, stripped violet on the rips

Walk the carpet, my apartment, where I take her back for dick, hit!

(Masquerading is a native parisian)

(I'm gonna show him around Paris that's all)

Met a phoenix shawty with some bad ass hips

Buss it down, on my kids

Knew that shawty needed this

Knew that shawty needed me

You can't get enough of 'Ce

In the night we never sleep

My creative mind of things

She a painter like Dali

El Salvador my sweet

Took her out to Greece

Now she greek and she a freakin

In the bed in the sheets

Miss Valon without the v

She alone

She alone

She alone

She alone

She alone

She alone

Miss Valon without the v

She alone

She alone

She alone

And he stepped in the function with the baddest chick in sight

Don't call me your brother as if we looked alike

Pretty boy, don't do fights, you better bring a pipe

You a fucking rat, when I see you it's on sight

Same jeans on in every fucking post

Fucking round with my gangs and we'll turn you to some toast

Don't brag about your money you know you don't get the most

Talking down on me I'll end up in your hoe row

Got that Gucci suede, in the rain, lavender my bitch

At the masquerade, smoking haze, lean up on my fit

Same color denim jeans, stripped violet on the rips

Walk the carpet, my apartment, where I take her back for dick, hit!