[Chorus - Pusha T] Hmmm, you tryna get some good fame ain't cha? Hmmm, you tryna slang in tha rain ain't cha? Hmmm, you tryna save for tha Range ain't
[Incomprehensible] Hello new world, here we come On them twinkie trains, with the hood screaming, "We're on our way" Can't forget where I come from So
Keys open doors, keys open doors Keys open doors, keys, keys open doors Make ya skin crawl, press one button, let the wind fall Who gon' stop us? Fuck
Gather around Miami Vice, all my cocaine gringos, ya know Miami Vice, Pusha spit this shit for y'all, here we go Youngin' don't make my cells rise,
Yo wattup ma I got a pocket full of stinky's Let's go spin these right quick, what's that? All my fly bitches like (Dirty money, dirty money) All my
so they can see you But you ain't hangin' out the window When you in that G2 Or that G3 or G4 like we do Star Track, Clipse come on Wanna know the time
frosty lova Welcome to the world of Rollie's VS diamonds and that 50,000 dollar show piece Got me shinin', first *** holla show me Let that 9mm turn a fella ghostly Hell
I'm having nightmares, ooh My niggaz say I'm p-noid, they say I'm just p-noid I'm having nightmares, ooh My niggaz say I'm p-noid, they say I'm just p
the Rolly red neck like Texas To y'all ill wishers who wanna take part In me getting robbed, well follow ya heart And I'll waste ya, hell I raised ya
Man, I showed up, pimpin' ya curled up I head straight to the bar just to post up I roll the dro up, my cup mold up B**** don't just stand there wit ya
presence is felt, the pressure is on A four eleven Cuban helped us weather the storm Pyrex and powder, it was back to the norm Through all the adversity, the fury
I'm at your door, your eyes are like why are you here Judging by my steel I got something to do here Give up the money or the angel cries two tears Front
(feat. Re-Up Gang) [Chorus: Pusha T] Hmmm, you tryna get some good fame ain't cha? Hmmm, you tryna slang in tha rain ain't cha? Hmmm, you tryna save
(feat. Rosco P. Coldchain, Pharrell Williams) [Chorus: Pusha T (Pharrell)] I'm at your door, your eyes are like why are you here Judging by my steel
[Pusha T:] Yo wattup ma I got a pocket full of stinky's lets go spin these right quick [Girl:] Whats that? [Chorus: Pusha T] All my fly bitches
(feat. Pharrell Williams) [Chorus: Pharrell Williams] Hello new world, here we come On them Twinkie tres, with the hood screaming "We on our way!" Can
(Gather Round...) (Miami Vice... For My Cocaine Dreamers... You Kno... Miami Vice) (... Pusha Spit This Shit For Ya'll...Here We Go) [Pusha T:]
[Chorus: Pusha T] KIs open doors KIs open doors KIs open doors KIs, KIs open doors [Verse 1: Pusha T] EEYUCK! Make ya skin crawl Press one button, let
