Starlito - Prince of the Ville lyrics

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Starlito - Prince of the Ville lyrics

Y'all motherf**ers must hate for a living But face it, it's business Besides that, you ain't making a difference You ain't gotta be a scientist to major in Physics 'Cause beef in the streets is like basic addition 16 from the 9, I bet your face'll be sizzling And this ain't breakfast, but you'll be tasting a biscuit Make you part from the earth like Mase did religion Get down or lay down, f**er, make a decision Got every small child out making a wish list 'Cause they see me handing out cane, they thinking it's Christmas You n***as mad 'cause I'm taking your b**hes Good D and hard work, they think I play for the Pistons 'Cause I'm the Prince, from now on call me Tayshaun Hey, naw naw Fate, bring it back, where the ba** gone Now everybody like I bet that he will blow 'Cause my advance check is looking like that Beverly Hills show [Hook x2] It's All-Star, I'm the Prince of the Ville I laid out my blueprint in the Ville And I ain't even gotta mention the deal What, y'all ain't convinced that I'm real Cheap price, yeah, that's what got me the chrome spinning I'm nineteen, but three years been f**ing with grown women For three years, I been hustling, zone dealing They say money make you heartless and I ain't got no feelings If the sun up, my top down, you know, no ceilings Been getting bread so long, it's starting to mold, really I know I'm so silly, blame it on the dough I'm the fresh prince of the ville, I'm like the old Willy Hustle hard, yeah, but I'm stunting still I said I'm getting banks like Hillary, spitting sh** that my Uncle feel And my pockets fat like Uncle Phil But I'm always watching my back, stay on my toes like pumps and heels Treat you like a gas station, fill you with a pump for real Or cut your face and let you see just how a pumpkin feel I dump the steel on the punk who squeals, young and real I leave your relatives crying like it was some onions pealed I got onions, pills, pills, onions, x, and coke Techs and scopes, plenty green and I ain't talking vegetables Never scared, better yet, b**h, I'm never broke Some of y'all rappers would do a better job telling jokes 'Cause y'all remind me of Comic View I'll leave you ducked off in a hole the same way Osama do I'll leave your family ducked tape, even your mama too If you think I'm going too far, you don't know about drama dude Get the work out, I'll remind you of Jane Fonda dude The way you n***as on my dick, y'all ain't giving the condom room I know this verse long, don't worry, I'ma be stopping soon You waiting on Street Ball, don't worry, it's gon' dropping soon If I had my way, sh**, it'' probably drop in June First, I need to pay my way through the game, I need a lot of room I got a lot of weight, could fill up a locker room That's why they call me the All-Star, f**er, get your weight up [Hook x2] It's All-Star, I'm the Prince of the Ville I laid out my blueprint in the Ville And I ain't even gotta mention the deal What, y'all ain't convinced that I'm real