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Mr. Slick is out to prove somethin I'm all up in this pussy, pass the chrome, time to move somethin (Yo, it's the turnaround) [VERSE 1] Tonight my clique's lookin lavish in upscale casino style Flexin muscles like a Gotti trial Yellow case get shook by the court with the judge You should know a pimp, sonny, kill them killer looks Roscoe's concealed, it's real, I'm magnetized to this heat With the navy blue steel appeal Gots to be top notch, iced-out Movado Time tickin on pussies like Castellano Thug Incorporated, my murder team is orchestrated And trained through excrutiating pain, they'll never be faded [VERSE 2] There's no comparison how I construct the flow Like pyramids phenomenal, niggas already know Mr. Slick is out to prove something I'm all up in this pussy out of state, nigga, move something Bags of money plus counting machines Niggas lust for green, red dogs on the scene Had to ultimate my scheme to a higher plateau It's all about rippin shows, stick broads and dough Fuck the penny ante scams SongtexteWhat part you don't understand? Atlantic City-bound, playin [?] for grams Pussies be vexed when I be puttin chips down This here motherfucker is the turnaround [Lords of the Underground] (What goes up, must come down) [VERSE 3] This is the part that I be lovin the most Crack the 200 dollar bubbly, propose a toast Gods bless the family back home, players sittin on chrome With three piece suits on dummy phones Makin transations, conversatin top dollar Real Live niggas, hustle is a street scholar Small timers constantly come around with that bitch shit I re-, re-, regulate, take 'em to the street quick Movin in on these half-ass mediocre cash, hit the stash fast Victims got caught up in the blast of the turnaround They can hear the sound from blocks, weak niggas shot down Shut down for days, it pays to do crime some time But now I rhyme for mine, I'm undertakin clowns 6 feet in the ground Iceberg Slick Real Live, so that's the turnaround Aus Songtexte Mania