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Pusha T – Scrape It Off Lyrics

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Scrape It Off Lyrics by Pusha T (feat. Lil Uzi Vert & Don Toliver)

 

I just scraped it off the top

Cut it off the road, off the curb, off the block

Was already sold out of work by ten o’clock

Ten deep in the streets

Felt that pain but it meant a lot

Whenever she calls

No matter what I gotta do

I’m movin’ with a tool

I pity that fool

Yeah, uh

Tell me what I gotta do

Pull up in a bucket coupe

One for me and for you

Yeah, like what the motherfuck’s a roof?

Yeah, I’m off the chain don’t cut me loose

Yeah, I’m off the chain, I’m off the noose

Yeah, get ’em picked off Bentley white like cotton

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Presidential so good, my doors don’t gotta lock ’em

Wash the dirty money with the oxy

I miscount ’cause I’m off of oxy

Yeah, these n***** faker than a damn proxy

Call my shooter, he said copy

Get that n**** plucked like a boogie

I like riches hit like noogies

How the fuck you ain’t scared of no n****

But you scared to put on your hoodie

Man, my buzz light like Woodie

I just scraped it off the top

Cut it off the road, off the curb, off the block

Was already sold out of work by ten o’clock

Ten deep in the streets

Felt that pain, but it meant a lot

Whenever she calls

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No matter what I gotta do

I’m movin’ with a tool

I pity that fool

New toys, convoys

Hundred carats on my neck, my boy

That a hundred bunny rabbits tryna get, my boy

From the cabbage I collect, my boy

Heard you n***** is gorillas, let me check, my boy

Say nothin’ silly you regret, my boy

‘Cause we got banana clips on the tecs, my boy

And I can send it in a text, my boy

Thumbs up or the emoji with the flex, my boy

Personalize every threat, my boy

Toll Free: that’s direct, my boy

And if you need a couple keys I’m the connect, my boy

Off the top

I just scraped it off the top

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Cut it off the road, off the curb, off the block

Was already sold out of work by ten o’clock

Ten deep in the streets

Felt that pain, but it meant a lot

Whenever she calls

No matter what I gotta do

I’m movin’ with a tool

I pity that fool


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