Roc Marciano – 20 Guns Lyrics

Produced By: Roc Marciano
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[Verse 1: Roc Marciano]
Foreign exports, dress boss, select the escort
That was just a fresh thought
Ralph Lauren tee, the Porsche Jeep come with the warranty
Performance fee worth a quarter key
Let the mink drape, drink the grapes behind the gates
The G5 skate, apply grace
Tongue kiss a fifth, I wrap your bitch up like a gift
This must be how it feel to reel in fish
Keith Sweat's sang at the wedding
I rap with the 10 and leggings
And fed the peasants, presents
Black or Spanish be the preference, reverence
Who led your bed to get your head wrenched
I'm like Clooney, in ghetto jewelry
Polo Uzi, the stone I threw you was a Ruby
I move smoothly
Roll a doobie in the jacuzzi, after the movie
She asked to do me, I replied absolutely
Sex noises, unfamiliar voices
We made choices, the poor witness the rich man rejoices
Tans in January, forever camera-ready
Hammers is heavy, scamps are petty
Hands are sweaty, hold the wheel steady
Canary yellow scaglietti, Pendergrass Teddy
A classic medley
Champagne rolley, shows for ladies only
El Padroni, my ears ghostly
The Lex interior was Oak Tree
Librarian poetry, approach me
From young to old the hoes with crows feet
Blow spliffs, flows emotionless, you're broken in six
Frozen wrists I throw a poker chip, bitch

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