Correction Lyrics Mike Tyson by Kelvyn Colt

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2nd Roof Music
Sosa

Sto nel club, no security, attivo già da lunedì
Ho iniziato da due pezzi, adesso champagne e tucibi
Le dico: "Dai, sali su, muovi quel culo, mami" (Vai)
Fumando dry cali (Cali)
Volo privato, Bali (Bali)
Pacco parte dall'areoporto
Trappo finché non sarò morto
Lambo, scappo al posto di blocco (Via, via)
Strappo le collane dal collo
Due chili e diventano tre (Tre)
Comprerò un quadro di Monet (Monet)
Orecchini e bracciali Cartier (Cartier)
Non vado, non basta il cachet (Okay, Sosa, uh)

I go Tyson (Tyson)
Just know I'm no hypeman (Yeah)
I don't bark, I bite, man (Nah)
Go on, pa** that mic there
I go Tyson (Uh)
Your main b*t*h try ride me
I'm your favourite nightmare (Uh)
I might go all night, man
Bigger, I mean bigger Glock
Stick-up kids, get n***as shot
I remember laying low and praying that my mixtape popped
Woop, I did it once and I said I'ma-woop
Show me respect every time that we talk
When I'm at the party it's popping
In Berlin or London, Milan or New York
Get me outside, you know I'm Rolling Stone
Day that I die, I'ma go Rolling Stone
Self-made, I rose and built a summer home
I ride with a blicky, I'm sitting on chrome
Talking to shawty, I'm called Casanova
Daytime I'm naughty, at night I'm a muslim
And I'll keep on fighting 'till this sh*t is over
For TBHG, yeah, that's my Cosa Nostra

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