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Andre Nickatina - Square Crows Lyrics

[Verse 1: Andre Nickatina]
I got a smile like a crack bottle I'm not your friendly neighborhood Like community role model
I campaign like a new mayor
I come thru get the money talk shit then I'm outta there
I'm opposite of a care bear
Sporting shoes that all the square crows never wanna wear
I sit back in my leather chair
And when they come to Air Jordans I like to get two pairs

[ Verse 2: The Jacka]
Real shit I'm the Jacka
I got your girl in the front with her head in my lap
The whole world know wassup so it's time to regain
Don't jump in our way unless your trynna get smacked
With the 'K, that's the strap that I like to use
But I'd rather hit the mic and make priceless tunes got an ice cold left and a right to use
Real cats cop this to recite the jewels, yeah

[Verse 3: Andre Nickatina]
When the clowns trynna clown me
I bet you six to one odds you'll never bring your bitch around me Cause after that we'll jump in the Benz
And I drive like i want revenge, bitch tell a friend
Nicky all about his ends
You can lie but it ain't pretend
Homie break the weed down, like Tyson in his final round
He's a butcher from the Oakland town in the cocaine lounge
Step back as i come around
I don't stand around like a crash course dummy baby
[Verse 4: The Jacka]
Test us but there no equal
I'll leave you down for the count like Dracula's people
That's too over your head, so why say(?)
When the agony motherfuckers don't smoke more pass my cavity gas brake up on the ave man we 'bout our tree
Windows up smoke on the cloud of tree
Knew it was foreal when i finally sailed over seas
Back in the states bless my age with a hunnid piece
Hoes in my face I​ was laced by one hundred p
Change the dope game when i saved up a hunnid G

[Verse 5: Andre Nickatina]
I'm so kill pretty all in the face and if looks could kill
You'd be leaking like an oil spill
I rub a band fat dollar bills
And on my pinky ring man a little Hennessy spills
I'm off top like a sky diver
And in court i hope my lawyer is the best liar
Yeah
And I'm the best dressed
Feel mo' fresh
Disappear in the night in a new 'Lex
I drive fast like a hot shell, and i drop just as quick when I drop bail hell

[Verse 6: The Jacka]
While you fake gangsters waiting on your big break
I just made enough paper to sign Drake
That's enough paper to fly straight
I bring it back to my people so why hate
So I got bitches in wild states
Every time I fly I'm raising the crime rates
Got 7 hunnid thou' and it ain't up in the bank
Fucking with that Andre finna fuck it off on drank
Yes, the Prometh', yes the codeine
Whatever you got we just purchase the whole thing
Ship it to that causy(?) nurture the whole bing
Motherfuckers think we stars but Nah we move cream
(Gimme one of them thangs that killed John Wayne, mayne)
Mother fuckers think we stars but Nah we move green
[Verse 7: Andre Nickatina]
She said Nicky you look like a rottweiler
I said its ok bitch cause I'm top dollar
I'm somewhat of a shot caller
And you don't got a shot in the damn world that I'd ever call ya
Its hot August in Nevada Reno
And I like to walk around Miami like I'm damn Marino
My shirt white like a new kilo
And my suit is all brown like a drug dealer named Nino
My stairway is like led zeppelin
And when I'm off probation Ima buy me some new weapons
Like a Corleone
Homie right or wrong
I think I'm a little addicted to my iPhone
I like cars that don't need chrome