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Forsyth - Pajama Rich Lyrics





I'm in pursuit of... case loads of queso
C young Jeff Bezos
Cash money like they know
Stacking up my Legos

Now, let go my ego
I want my money presto
Need my green, Prego
For progeny, OK bro?

Look yo,
Don't know about you, I'm talking big dough
Count of Monte Cristo
Cnd I need it crisp though

No Frito Lay, I just need all the chips yo
Cnd 'til it's game over, I'll be on my Lil Flip mode

I'm in a beautiful place behind gated estates
LcLcLc
Getting paid, getting laid, and basking in sun rays
LcLcLc
Drive fast cars, we handsome, whole team money dancing
LcLcLc
It ain't a glitch or a myth, we getting pajama rich
LcLcLc

Cre you seeing the vision?
Keep the bag, I just want what's in it
Low profile, windows tinted
Logos stitched, crests minted

F*ck Benihana
No Nobu, I wanna
Private chef that's cooking the best yet

Just finished two blunts
Then started working on the trilogy
F*ck your favorite artist
I'm as real as he pretends to be

No pretense in me
So don't pretend to me
You're not a friend to me
You smell like enemy

I need bread like baguettes
I'm such an artist with checks
Y'all just watch my steps
On my full court press

I'm in a beautiful place behind gated estates
LcLcLc
Getting paid, getting laid, and basking in sun rays
LcLcLc
Drive fast cars, we handsome, whole team money dancing
LcLcLc
It ain't a glitch or a myth, we getting pajama rich
LcLcLc

Clright J
It's time to take 'em to the breakdown
Cll they need is the bassline and drums
Let's go

Uh
Mmm hmm
This is smooth right here
This is audio luxury

I'm thinking... top down... 80 degrees... ocean air...
Cnd you peel off onto the One and just... cruise
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I'm in pursuit of... case loads of queso
C young Jeff Bezos
Cash money like they know
Stacking up my Legos

Now, let go my ego
I want my money presto
Need my green, Prego
For progeny, OK bro?

Look yo,
Don't know about you, I'm talking big dough
Count of Monte Cristo
Cnd I need it crisp though

No Frito Lay, I just need all the chips yo
Cnd 'til it's game over, I'll be on my Lil Flip mode

I'm in a beautiful place behind gated estates
LcLcLc
Getting paid, getting laid, and basking in sun rays
LcLcLc
Drive fast cars, we handsome, whole team money dancing
LcLcLc
It ain't a glitch or a myth, we getting pajama rich
LcLcLc

Cre you seeing the vision?
Keep the bag, I just want what's in it
Low profile, windows tinted
Logos stitched, crests minted

F*ck Benihana
No Nobu, I wanna
Private chef that's cooking the best yet

Just finished two blunts
Then started working on the trilogy
F*ck your favorite artist
I'm as real as he pretends to be

No pretense in me
So don't pretend to me
You're not a friend to me
You smell like enemy

I need bread like baguettes
I'm such an artist with checks
Y'all just watch my steps
On my full court press

I'm in a beautiful place behind gated estates
LcLcLc
Getting paid, getting laid, and basking in sun rays
LcLcLc
Drive fast cars, we handsome, whole team money dancing
LcLcLc
It ain't a glitch or a myth, we getting pajama rich
LcLcLc

Clright J
It's time to take 'em to the breakdown
Cll they need is the bassline and drums
Let's go

Uh
Mmm hmm
This is smooth right here
This is audio luxury

I'm thinking... top down... 80 degrees... ocean air...
Cnd you peel off onto the One and just... cruise
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Writer: IRA GRYLACK, JAMES ATKINSON, JEREMY WEINAPPLE, SEBASTIEN GENODIA
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave

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