Meyhem Lauren - Persian Rugbys

Lord of this fly shit as I did
Ain't nobody out fucking with my click
We gonna be here forever
Hollow tips in the beretta
Keep silk under my leather
X2

Shine eternal, nocturnal, hot journal
Nocturnal never that
Crispy sneakers plus a leather hat
Laurenovitchie sever rat
New slang's implemented
Catch my nigga's style of rockin' fashion that a pope invented
Simply sendin' chicks we rented hate when we return 'em
A broken heart is like a bullet to the sternum
I rep for Queens like niggas posted up on Vernon burnin'
Plus I keep it cool with killers known to keep revolvers turnin'
All silk everything lookin' like an African prince
You niggas schemin' could get clapped through your tints
Check you girl's vagina walls when trying to look for my prints
Each time you hit it from the back she thinks of me when she squints
Uhh Real niggas cut my records on Serato
Most these rap niggas be softer than a pitch black avocado
Shit, I ain't about that
And still punch you right in your mouth rap
Laurenovitch

Lord of this fly shit as I did
Ain't nobody out fucking with my click
We gonna be here forever
Hollow tips in the beretta
Keep silk under my leather

We're like the bad guys in Meteor Man, call us the golden lords
Frozen broads holding swords stay riding in shotgun
Play perimeter, still politicking like my knot young
Catch us out the country, used to see us on the block son
Now I put sunblock on my body when it's frigid
Then I hop right on a plane my G I'll never see a blizzard
Unless I regress and dabble in the drug trade
These funny style niggas hate to see a thug paid
But I'mma get this cream forever rocking silk and leather
Yellow gold collar when I'm shirtless
Follow me, watch how I murk this
Irrational, peace to my niggas from BK, they'll blast at you
Drop fly shit when I rap lord it's factual
Simulating shining ain't me fam, it's actual
Actually I defy gravity
Corrective lens, I define parity
Laurenovitch

You might've seen me on Divorce Court
You might have seen me in a motherfucking advertisement in a Jet magazine in the '90s, with my hair spinning
advertising a black hair product or something like that
There's no telling
You might've seen me 13, at my nigga Lux bar mitzvah
looking crispy, with a fucking pinstripe suit on and a yarmulke