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8 POUNDS OF THE DRAKE Video (MV)




Performed By: Riff Raff
Language: English
Length: 2:40
Written by: Horst Simco




Riff Raff - 8 POUNDS OF THE DRAKE Lyrics




My pinky ring cost 12 racks

I done tore up Fairfax

I walk around smoking loud pack

I skirt off in the hell cat

My pinky ring cost 12 racks

I done tore up Fairfax

I walk around smoking loud pack

I skirt off in the hell cat





Cazal shades on my face but wait

I can drive a grape wraith state to state

I skate late as I change license plates

I was too early but they thought I was late

I can escape with 8 pounds of the drake in a burberry briefcase

38 on my waist just in case these losers confuse me with second place

So don't misconstrued my fate you a featherweight

I'm a heavyweight diamonds on my Rolex face made you pump your breaks

The dark future of the human race got me hesitate to hand shake with the cakes and fakes

The dark future of the human race



My pinky ring cost 12 racks

I done tore up Fairfax

I walk around smoking loud pack

I skirt off in the hell cat

My pinky ring cost 12 racks

I done tore up Fairfax

I walk around smoking loud pack

I skirt off in the hell cat
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My pinky ring cost 12 racks

I done tore up Fairfax

I walk around smoking loud pack

I skirt off in the hell cat

My pinky ring cost 12 racks

I done tore up Fairfax

I walk around smoking loud pack

I skirt off in the hell cat





Cazal shades on my face but wait

I can drive a grape wraith state to state

I skate late as I change license plates

I was too early but they thought I was late

I can escape with 8 pounds of the drake in a burberry briefcase

38 on my waist just in case these losers confuse me with second place

So don't misconstrued my fate you a featherweight

I'm a heavyweight diamonds on my Rolex face made you pump your breaks

The dark future of the human race got me hesitate to hand shake with the cakes and fakes

The dark future of the human race



My pinky ring cost 12 racks

I done tore up Fairfax

I walk around smoking loud pack

I skirt off in the hell cat

My pinky ring cost 12 racks

I done tore up Fairfax

I walk around smoking loud pack

I skirt off in the hell cat
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Writer: Horst Simco
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