Yeah
What's real
What's love
Cuz when the day I die comes they gon have to bury me in mask and gloves
What's real
What's love
Cuz when the day I die comes they gon have to bury me in mask and gloves
Been top 5 aint body can outmatch me
Classy button up shirt with the flashy
She sassy like a nigga sneeze she trynna bless me
Impress me a lot of you rappers ain't gotta class ring
Without bling all of you rappers can't out dress me
I'm sexy
Ya main bitch can't my side piece
Seriously, ain't no joking bout this rap b
I'm rap king she just call me prince outta necessity
Oooooo
Had to let the track breathe
Songzilla everything I touch gets crushed b
Rap sing and produce
Three-headed masterpiece
Like master p ain't no limit to what I could bring
Keep it g ain't no body ever want smoke with me
I'm known to pull the grill out in the cold just to cook the beef
Pedigree lion heart loyalty is everything
Even at my funeral my pavers repping 3Gs
What's real
What's love
Cuz when the day I die comes they gon have to bury me in mask and gloves
What's real
What's love
Cuz when the day I die comes they gon have to bury me in mask and gloves
Ima killer, cold, straight up vicious
Every song I jump on is a hit check the digits
Niggas really wishing I would fall off god willing
Gotta better chance hitting the lotto for 5 million
I'm the go to on pro tools who you think better
Ain't nobody more gifted at putting beats and words together
I'm the type to finesse hoes with wine and sharp cheddar
You the type to try to bag thots who wear leather
Ewwww
The flow just got nasty
Fancy
Like this shit was cod I'm on a kill streak
Don't at me
We ain't the same check the rap sheet
Last week
You spent a grand trynna out-stream me
I'm Smoove b
Ask the Dj who like to spin me
My drive be
Closer to MJ than you may think
May 3peat
You'll always be a shot away just like the jazz be
Like Lebron I stuff the stat sheet
What's real
What's love
Cuz when the day I die comes they gon have to bury me in mask and gloves
What's real
What's love
Cuz when the day I die comes they gon have to bury me in mask and gloves
Prince Perez - Ma$k & Glove$ Lyrics
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Yeah
What's real
What's love
Cuz when the day I die comes they gon have to bury me in mask and gloves
What's real
What's love
Cuz when the day I die comes they gon have to bury me in mask and gloves
Been top 5 aint body can outmatch me
Classy button up shirt with the flashy
She sassy like a nigga sneeze she trynna bless me
Impress me a lot of you rappers ain't gotta class ring
Without bling all of you rappers can't out dress me
I'm sexy
Ya main bitch can't my side piece
Seriously, ain't no joking bout this rap b
I'm rap king she just call me prince outta necessity
Oooooo
Had to let the track breathe
Songzilla everything I touch gets crushed b
Rap sing and produce
Three-headed masterpiece
Like master p ain't no limit to what I could bring
Keep it g ain't no body ever want smoke with me
I'm known to pull the grill out in the cold just to cook the beef
Pedigree lion heart loyalty is everything
Even at my funeral my pavers repping 3Gs
What's real
What's love
Cuz when the day I die comes they gon have to bury me in mask and gloves
What's real
What's love
Cuz when the day I die comes they gon have to bury me in mask and gloves
Ima killer, cold, straight up vicious
Every song I jump on is a hit check the digits
Niggas really wishing I would fall off god willing
Gotta better chance hitting the lotto for 5 million
I'm the go to on pro tools who you think better
Ain't nobody more gifted at putting beats and words together
I'm the type to finesse hoes with wine and sharp cheddar
You the type to try to bag thots who wear leather
Ewwww
The flow just got nasty
Fancy
Like this shit was cod I'm on a kill streak
Don't at me
We ain't the same check the rap sheet
Last week
You spent a grand trynna out-stream me
I'm Smoove b
Ask the Dj who like to spin me
My drive be
Closer to MJ than you may think
May 3peat
You'll always be a shot away just like the jazz be
Like Lebron I stuff the stat sheet
What's real
What's love
Cuz when the day I die comes they gon have to bury me in mask and gloves
What's real
What's love
Cuz when the day I die comes they gon have to bury me in mask and gloves
What's real
What's love
Cuz when the day I die comes they gon have to bury me in mask and gloves
What's real
What's love
Cuz when the day I die comes they gon have to bury me in mask and gloves
Been top 5 aint body can outmatch me
Classy button up shirt with the flashy
She sassy like a nigga sneeze she trynna bless me
Impress me a lot of you rappers ain't gotta class ring
Without bling all of you rappers can't out dress me
I'm sexy
Ya main bitch can't my side piece
Seriously, ain't no joking bout this rap b
I'm rap king she just call me prince outta necessity
Oooooo
Had to let the track breathe
Songzilla everything I touch gets crushed b
Rap sing and produce
Three-headed masterpiece
Like master p ain't no limit to what I could bring
Keep it g ain't no body ever want smoke with me
I'm known to pull the grill out in the cold just to cook the beef
Pedigree lion heart loyalty is everything
Even at my funeral my pavers repping 3Gs
What's real
What's love
Cuz when the day I die comes they gon have to bury me in mask and gloves
What's real
What's love
Cuz when the day I die comes they gon have to bury me in mask and gloves
Ima killer, cold, straight up vicious
Every song I jump on is a hit check the digits
Niggas really wishing I would fall off god willing
Gotta better chance hitting the lotto for 5 million
I'm the go to on pro tools who you think better
Ain't nobody more gifted at putting beats and words together
I'm the type to finesse hoes with wine and sharp cheddar
You the type to try to bag thots who wear leather
Ewwww
The flow just got nasty
Fancy
Like this shit was cod I'm on a kill streak
Don't at me
We ain't the same check the rap sheet
Last week
You spent a grand trynna out-stream me
I'm Smoove b
Ask the Dj who like to spin me
My drive be
Closer to MJ than you may think
May 3peat
You'll always be a shot away just like the jazz be
Like Lebron I stuff the stat sheet
What's real
What's love
Cuz when the day I die comes they gon have to bury me in mask and gloves
What's real
What's love
Cuz when the day I die comes they gon have to bury me in mask and gloves
Writer: Luis Perez
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid