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Sylvan LaCue - Offer Lyrics



Sylvan LaCue - Offer Lyrics




Chorus

Nothing new under the sun.
Some shit you only feel once.
I feel like Don Vito Corleone son.
Higher I go the more crooked they come.
I can't trust a nigga with a mouth piece.
Hushes when the family not around me.
Bless my enemies then move to South Beach.
Sposed to be my nigga why you doubt me?
I make an offer he can not refuse
I make an offer he can not refuse
I make an offer he can not refuse
Might know the game but still break all the rules.
Just when I thought I was out niggas pull me back.

Verse 1

Back in this bitch why do I feel so tense?
Pardon my french but I can't make it make any sense.
What is this stench I caught me a whiff & couldnt resist.
Smell of revenge I put in my sins & readied my dish.
But I left that all behind.
Trying to keep a balance to my darkside.
But this time I lost my mind.
Ain't no chance for a partheid.
I gave you the world when you didn't ask but you needed huh?
When all of you blessings aint manifest I was greeted huh?
I never asked for circumstances you was my dawg.
If I got it you got it nigga thats my law.
I should've been grateful but cautious you got conceited huh?
Done already planned out my movements over baked ziti huh?
Playing chess with a nigga that aint hot dog.
Before you fall see my face & know its my fault.

Chorus

Nothing new under the sun.
Some shit you only feel once.
I feel like Don Vito Corleone son.
Higher I go the more crooked they come.
I can't trust a nigga with a mouth piece.
Hushes when the family not around me.
Bless my enemies then move to South Beach.
Sposed to be my nigga why you doubt me?
I make an offer he can not refuse
I make an offer he can not refuse
I make an offer he can not refuse
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Chorus

Nothing new under the sun.
Some shit you only feel once.
I feel like Don Vito Corleone son.
Higher I go the more crooked they come.
I can't trust a nigga with a mouth piece.
Hushes when the family not around me.
Bless my enemies then move to South Beach.
Sposed to be my nigga why you doubt me?
I make an offer he can not refuse
I make an offer he can not refuse
I make an offer he can not refuse
Might know the game but still break all the rules.
Just when I thought I was out niggas pull me back.

Verse 1

Back in this bitch why do I feel so tense?
Pardon my french but I can't make it make any sense.
What is this stench I caught me a whiff & couldnt resist.
Smell of revenge I put in my sins & readied my dish.
But I left that all behind.
Trying to keep a balance to my darkside.
But this time I lost my mind.
Ain't no chance for a partheid.
I gave you the world when you didn't ask but you needed huh?
When all of you blessings aint manifest I was greeted huh?
I never asked for circumstances you was my dawg.
If I got it you got it nigga thats my law.
I should've been grateful but cautious you got conceited huh?
Done already planned out my movements over baked ziti huh?
Playing chess with a nigga that aint hot dog.
Before you fall see my face & know its my fault.

Chorus

Nothing new under the sun.
Some shit you only feel once.
I feel like Don Vito Corleone son.
Higher I go the more crooked they come.
I can't trust a nigga with a mouth piece.
Hushes when the family not around me.
Bless my enemies then move to South Beach.
Sposed to be my nigga why you doubt me?
I make an offer he can not refuse
I make an offer he can not refuse
I make an offer he can not refuse
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Writer: SYLVAN LACUE, UNKNOWN WRITER
Copyright: Lyrics © The Administration MP, Inc., Songtrust Ave

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Performed By: Sylvan LaCue
Language: English
Length: 2:21
Written by: SYLVAN LACUE, UNKNOWN WRITER

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