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• Artiste: Joell Ortiz
• Titre: Sincerely Yours
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From sunflower seeds to a sour patch Thirsty as hell like, where that water fountain at Now the bitches thirsty I leave seeds where they mouth is at Garden they flower then autograph a Yaowa Hat I traveled the almanac all for rap fans They applaud me all across the map all I see is hands and Lighters up in spite of what u might've heard about underground doe not being quite as much as mainstream man I am up They lying man these checks nice as fuck No Lambo fan, but kinda like the truck maybe I should try my luck Drive it on my next tour, right behind the bus Like this for Rosa Parks, we in the back, but this time to front!! I walk into my bank branch like twice a month My 4 digit pin finger got the Midas touch Bank teller telling the other teller that I can fuck I know this cause the teller she telling I be inside her guts All my friends say that I'm too humble If my show I'm in the lead then my followers double But.. see.. attention brings a lot of that trouble And my life's not in a bubble cause my dollars is subtle I like it like that a private life supposed to be private I ain't posting every single time I go to some island Won't see a plate of food, I might selfie a outfit Just to remind u I'm that dude, case yo memories cloudy Sincerely yours Let the horns talk some more Sincerely yours Let the horns talk some more Sincerely yours Let the horns talk some more Sincerely yours Now let me talk to em From Crunchy cheese doodles to onion and garlics Maybe some dipsey doodles but Funyons the hardest Free lunch to brunch in my other apartment I bought that pretty bitch cash and ripped up the carpet I'm laying wood like I did wit ya aunties at house jams off Bacardi dark it's dark in them parties I'm probably One of her fondest memories to this day Cause we fucked, got dressed and danced to Memories that reggae Hit different, back in the day I vaca in Montego Bay in her honor Staying free off drama, fleeing from karma On Seadoos doing knots wit a knot in my trunks Spending wet money at Tiki Bars part of me drunk Other part naturally high off life Bartender chick thick she on me like white on rice My sword a throw some thunder in that cat, shorty gave me the eye on sight Told my wife she go both ways guess I'm a buy all night look Street loner never needed a stamp Treat business the same way I loan me an advance Still ride through the Ps, jump out the Lamborghini and dance Celo champ, 100 a 4 and better leaving this hand Here I am, war scars galore still I'm standing tall With that one of a kind laugh and smile u adore Made some mistakes along the way but don't we all? Even the brightest diamonds flawed I'm sure Sincerely yours Let the horns talk some more Sincerely yours Let the horns talk some more Sincerely yours Let the horns talk some more Sincerely yours Now let me talk to em