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Erick Hurt & R.A. - Eddie Winslow Lyrics



Erick Hurt & R.A. - Eddie Winslow Lyrics
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Never came from the gutter
Ambition, hustle, that from my mother
Street smarts was given
Sister and brother
Pops up and gone, love from another
(Ughh)
All 10 on the floor, might doubt the kid but you can't doubt the flow
Old school the ride match with two-tone
Maybe all black Eddie Winslow
Eddie Winslow Eddie Winslow
Franck Muller with the gold glow
Maybe all black Eddie Winslow
Eddie Winslow Eddie Winslow
Lights up for the whole show
Maybe all black Eddie Winslow
Call me Mr. Consistent
You ain't never heard me
Spit me a bad verse
If I'm being for real all these beats getting kilt That's a plaid skirt
These rappers now tryna take me down with the same style that I had first
You can tell I got it on lock they still trippin off of my past words (Passwords)
Got similes metaphors nouns adjectives adverbs
I can give em to you take back words
That's a re-verse y'all backwards
I be listening to new music just waiting on y'all to rap words
If y'all ain't writing rhymes in a caddy then why so many of y'all lack words
Caddy Lac see what I did there
I still rip a beat and leave a big tear
I'm on the road to riches like an Uber ride
I can sit back and still get there
With my feet up and my shoes ill that's a sick pair
Yea
Ima shine bright that's in my nature boy
Ima rick flair
Yea
My pen sick what I'm writing is ill
No Tennessee y'all need to tighten yo skills.
I'm just tryna cop that new Tesla
Maybe all White yea White like Jaleel
Just told my wife gotta write this speech for the Grammys
Gotta speak things into existence
I ain't nominated yet but I can be
I ain't nominated yet but I can be
Wild West with the hand speed
Making moves from a toll free
All black with the trophies
Can't see us from the nosebleeds
Ha ha
The damage is done my battles are won
No rag to riches we been gettin paper
Not showing a chain or flashing a ring
Pinkies out we're sophisticated
Blood and sweat yea we dedicated
Private planes from the aviation
From counting up change remember me saying lowkey that I'll cop it later
Now it's adios with the V8
Blowing kisses to the landaulet
Birkin bag for the pool toys
Extra work for the pool boy
Old school my favorite trend bubble eye Mercedes Benz
Pay homage to the pedigree or its triple H with the pedigree
Dwayne Johnson with the Rock Bottom
DDP with the DDT
Presidential on the red button
John wick with the 16
Shout out to the has been that has been
Blowing hot air when a new trend
Comes with a dance from the new kids
Can't adopt it naw you can't fit in
Try breaking us down we building back up
Rubber band we just snap back
You're watching our moves but ain't saying nothing
Move in silence like it's all black
Never came from the gutter
Ambition, hustle, that from my mother
Street smarts was given
Sister and brother
Pops up and gone, love from another
(Ughh)
All 10 on the floor, might doubt the kid but you can't doubt the flow
Old school the ride match with two-tone
Maybe all black Eddie Winslow
Eddie Winslow Eddie Winslow
Franck Muller with the gold glow
Maybe all black Eddie Winslow
Eddie Winslow Eddie Winslow
Lights up for the whole show
Maybe all black Eddie Winslow
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Never came from the gutter
Ambition, hustle, that from my mother
Street smarts was given
Sister and brother
Pops up and gone, love from another
(Ughh)
All 10 on the floor, might doubt the kid but you can't doubt the flow
Old school the ride match with two-tone
Maybe all black Eddie Winslow
Eddie Winslow Eddie Winslow
Franck Muller with the gold glow
Maybe all black Eddie Winslow
Eddie Winslow Eddie Winslow
Lights up for the whole show
Maybe all black Eddie Winslow
Call me Mr. Consistent
You ain't never heard me
Spit me a bad verse
If I'm being for real all these beats getting kilt That's a plaid skirt
These rappers now tryna take me down with the same style that I had first
You can tell I got it on lock they still trippin off of my past words (Passwords)
Got similes metaphors nouns adjectives adverbs
I can give em to you take back words
That's a re-verse y'all backwards
I be listening to new music just waiting on y'all to rap words
If y'all ain't writing rhymes in a caddy then why so many of y'all lack words
Caddy Lac see what I did there
I still rip a beat and leave a big tear
I'm on the road to riches like an Uber ride
I can sit back and still get there
With my feet up and my shoes ill that's a sick pair
Yea
Ima shine bright that's in my nature boy
Ima rick flair
Yea
My pen sick what I'm writing is ill
No Tennessee y'all need to tighten yo skills.
I'm just tryna cop that new Tesla
Maybe all White yea White like Jaleel
Just told my wife gotta write this speech for the Grammys
Gotta speak things into existence
I ain't nominated yet but I can be
I ain't nominated yet but I can be
Wild West with the hand speed
Making moves from a toll free
All black with the trophies
Can't see us from the nosebleeds
Ha ha
The damage is done my battles are won
No rag to riches we been gettin paper
Not showing a chain or flashing a ring
Pinkies out we're sophisticated
Blood and sweat yea we dedicated
Private planes from the aviation
From counting up change remember me saying lowkey that I'll cop it later
Now it's adios with the V8
Blowing kisses to the landaulet
Birkin bag for the pool toys
Extra work for the pool boy
Old school my favorite trend bubble eye Mercedes Benz
Pay homage to the pedigree or its triple H with the pedigree
Dwayne Johnson with the Rock Bottom
DDP with the DDT
Presidential on the red button
John wick with the 16
Shout out to the has been that has been
Blowing hot air when a new trend
Comes with a dance from the new kids
Can't adopt it naw you can't fit in
Try breaking us down we building back up
Rubber band we just snap back
You're watching our moves but ain't saying nothing
Move in silence like it's all black
Never came from the gutter
Ambition, hustle, that from my mother
Street smarts was given
Sister and brother
Pops up and gone, love from another
(Ughh)
All 10 on the floor, might doubt the kid but you can't doubt the flow
Old school the ride match with two-tone
Maybe all black Eddie Winslow
Eddie Winslow Eddie Winslow
Franck Muller with the gold glow
Maybe all black Eddie Winslow
Eddie Winslow Eddie Winslow
Lights up for the whole show
Maybe all black Eddie Winslow
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Writer: Erick Hurt, Ryan Harrington
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Performed By: Erick Hurt & R.A.
Language: English
Length: 3:27
Written by: Erick Hurt, Ryan Harrington

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