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Pusha T – Let The Smokers Shine The Coupes Lyrics


Let The Smokers Shine The Coupes Lyrics by Pusha T

 

If money is the evil root

Let the smokers shine the coupes

Rich bitches that love the boost

I’m just here to find the truth

If kilograms is the proof

I done sold the golden goose

I got ’em baby I’m Jim Perdue

Cocaine’s Dr. Seuss

We sip ace out the flutes

Chanel scarves out the roofs

If I never sold dope for you

Then you’re ninety-five percent of who?

How forsaken are the rules?

I done paid for all of yous

If first fourty-eights the clue

Your jail cell was made for two

AMGs on auto cruise

The wrist’s singin’, auto tune

The dope game destroyed my youth

Now Kim Jones Dior my suits

If money is the evil root

Let the smokers shine the coupes

Rich bitches that love the boost


I’m just here to find the truth

If kilograms is the proof

I done sold the golden goose

I got ’em baby I’m Jim Perdue

Cocaine’s Dr. Seuss

Coca leaf and potpourris

Chains over Le Coq Sportif

Don’t brag bricks to me

If they ain’t tell ya to bring your skis

My Patek, hers petite

The triple play we eat Phillipe’s

Bird feather’s dun made me chief

Whatever happened to black Marquise

Might buy your bitch a Jeep

I can make you lose your sleep

You millionaires on just T.V

Now make it make sense to me

If money is the evil root

Let the smokers shine the coupes

Rich bitches that love the boost

I’m just here to find the truth

If kilograms is the proof

I done sold the golden goose

I got ’em baby I’m Jim Perdue

Cocaine’s Dr. Seuss


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