Amedei Porcelana - Intellectual

[Intro]

Fuck your dead dog

The pussy specialist, lured the kitten with the necklace

I'm laying naked while the artist sketching

Young Archie Blocker, Amedei Porcelana for a young designer

Then I pull off in a beamer with the Rican skeezer

Her nails extended, hair long, ass tremendous

Swobble bitches, take charge and do the sentence

I threw the linens, summertime over Scottie Pippens

Lock the clip in, see the boys then I gots to ditch it

Rocks I pitched it, fiends would call me in chem class

I raised my hand in the bathroom, that was quick cash

I flip fast, connect with dancer with jubilance

I walk the dog in the snow and left the poodle prints

I'm up now, until I can skip on a noodle dish

I rest my head on the chair and stare at the roof of chris

It's ludicrous that I'm doing this, on some music shit

They tell a nigga speak no evil, I'm at the root of it

Drug crimes, young niggas that sell dimes

Tote steel and steal shines

You squeal they squeeze nines (Whoa)

I'm bout mine, sell lines and duck swine

Light boots and .45s whole clique be low lives (Oh)

The high disputed to the street as the children play

From the steps, so watch the car crash in disarray

What a mess, the polo button tailor press

Under the sweater, that's a vest, I light the cess

The belt of [?], behind the wheel

Pull back the suit to reveal where he hide the steel

Caught two bodies when the Puerto Ricans tried to rob me

He Jason Williams, with the shotty, off a shot of sake

Mr. Hitachi still dealing blow in the building lobby

The fiend is tripping on the 5th floor, they smoking bobby

Custom paint the rover

Black like Kevin Hart in Paper Soldiers

You niggas mice, bait the cobra

Drug crimes, young niggas that sell dimes

Tote steel and steal shines

You squeal they squeeze nines (Whoa)

I'm bout mine, sell lines and duck swine

Light boots and .45s whole clique be low lives (Oh)