Pharrell Williams
Mike Tyson Blow to the Face
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[Verse]
No confessions, questions, we contesting
Fireworks'll send a message, iridescent
Slow 'em down like Robitussin, if you rushin'
At your door when we address 'em, we gon' bless 'em
Tried to bring 'em, should've left 'em, learned my lesson
Poker faces keep 'em guessin', no expression
Ice dressin' on my chestin', leave impression
What's a Testarossa, if you don't test 'еm?
Ain't your bitch unless you joystick and dress 'em
My prеsence, your pleasure, peasants
He's pressure, I've been knee deep, key deep, we in DC
Me and Lee Lee get you fronted for the summer so easy
The snow alone fill up a mobile home
My n***a's name ring like mobile phones and no one's home
White back-to-back Rolls at my gates
White slave masters souls in my safe
White python, Manolo is the taste
She want a Mike Tyson, blow to the face
Twist and turn, these guns blips and burn
Too many flip and turn, had to get rich to learn
Uh, the Bezos of the nasals, that's case closed
Got a team full of J-Bo's on eight toes
N***as measly, cheap as Riesling, believe me
I can tell 'cause your bitches look needy
[Chorus]
She want Mike Tyson, blow to the face
Soundin' like she want snow on her plate
Half price when the blow's in the crates
Means more ice for the Moëts and the Ace
Made a million off of flow to the nase
N***as sayin' that it won't, just to phase
911 turbo with the glaze
Top dollars, pokin' holes in the case...