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Imperial Video (MV)




Performed By: dimipowers
Language: English
Length: 1:52
Written by: Dimitrios Nowlin




dimipowers - Imperial Lyrics
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Aye, you wouldnt get it at all
He aint on percs thats tylenol
And we know u gon fold and tell it all
Money deposit bank gon tell it all to me
I just want you dearly close, give it all to me
Im a real nigga i need a trophy
In the fourth balling hard like janoble
Money stand tall like shaq
Got eighty one racks like kobe
Oh f*ck boy u dont know me
Come back like "we was just homies"
Im like what that mean folk
Play that bitch like p4
She gon play me on stereo, stereo
When i get high feel like im ethereal
I done bossed up im imperial
Shoot the drac at him bet its gon pierce him
Im balling hard like paul pierce
F*ck boy talking we cant hear it
Balling hard like the old cavaliers
Look what i did i need me a cheer
Talking bout forty one ounce of a beer
Hating niggas what u think i cant hear
When i drive see them out the rear
When i drive shoot them out the rear
Get that boy outta here
If he play me hit him where it hurts
Got no time to sphere
Aye, you wouldnt get it at all
He aint on percs thats tylenol
And we know u gon fold and tell it all
Money deposit bank gon tell it all to me
I just want you dearly close, give it all to me
Im a real nigga i need a trophy
In the fourth balling hard like janoble
Money stand tall like shaq
Got eighty one racks like kobe
Oh f*ck boy u dont know me
Come back like "we was just homies"
Im like what that mean folk
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Aye, you wouldnt get it at all
He aint on percs thats tylenol
And we know u gon fold and tell it all
Money deposit bank gon tell it all to me
I just want you dearly close, give it all to me
Im a real nigga i need a trophy
In the fourth balling hard like janoble
Money stand tall like shaq
Got eighty one racks like kobe
Oh f*ck boy u dont know me
Come back like "we was just homies"
Im like what that mean folk
Play that bitch like p4
She gon play me on stereo, stereo
When i get high feel like im ethereal
I done bossed up im imperial
Shoot the drac at him bet its gon pierce him
Im balling hard like paul pierce
F*ck boy talking we cant hear it
Balling hard like the old cavaliers
Look what i did i need me a cheer
Talking bout forty one ounce of a beer
Hating niggas what u think i cant hear
When i drive see them out the rear
When i drive shoot them out the rear
Get that boy outta here
If he play me hit him where it hurts
Got no time to sphere
Aye, you wouldnt get it at all
He aint on percs thats tylenol
And we know u gon fold and tell it all
Money deposit bank gon tell it all to me
I just want you dearly close, give it all to me
Im a real nigga i need a trophy
In the fourth balling hard like janoble
Money stand tall like shaq
Got eighty one racks like kobe
Oh f*ck boy u dont know me
Come back like "we was just homies"
Im like what that mean folk
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Writer: Dimitrios Nowlin
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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