Vic Mensa Egyptian Cotton Lyrics

Egyptian cotton

Put your love to your nose, pussy thinking
Like you sipping on a cup full of paint in it
Shout to old dog, I'mma straight in it, boy
I ain't playing, I'm in the game and I'm in it screaming
In that, balling in that like table tennis, what?
The start, push the start, that'll make you finish
Headphones, I'mma head off full of bread, though
Coming up fast like a '
They get too excited, it's like you live a dream
Getting paid to be on the pages of magazines
'I might just take this to the moon
Mushroom cloud in a room when I make it boom
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Egyptian cotton

Go rain too seasoned'
Straight A's, it's a four point range
Used to hustle out the locker now my locket turn to chains
Same hood, same fake ID
Different name on the internet
Where my dinner at? Your lil' boy centerpiece'
'Cause I'm pushing buttons like I'm tryina load something
It's madness, it's a beast, it's savage
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