Anthony Danza
"Married 2 the Pavement" ft. King Leez, Fatal Lucciauno, & Anthony Eugene
Produced by Anthony Danza
Directed by J4ke Hill

lyrics:


(verse 1)
Anthony Danza:
It was hella P's hella pies / unforgivable the way we moved them chicken and them waffle fries
Look, sorry mama Im movin the Ariana/ be it tall or a grande, I can get you any size
Still wit, runnin up a digit/ you can ask James i was worthy with the pivot
Hardwood classic till I casket, cash rules every thing around me, Kareem like Magic
Same song and dance up in the cabinet/ abra-ca-dab-it then we let em have
Danica Patrick wrapped up in the plastic/ young UPS yes with another package

(Break):
Serious love, when he loves me yeah

(chorus)
Anthony Eugene:
Still with the movin and the shakin
Still havin patience
Still gon get it poppin, Still aint duckin fades just duckin congratulations
Money is what we makin, still headed for greatness
Still duckin the law, still whippin the raw, married to the pavement

(verse 2)
King Leez:
Wake up in the morning we bless, king-pin status thats the form of success, yeah
One trip, you set/ one slip see the walls your attorney get texts
Fuck the co-defendant cause they end up as threats/ all these social sites give your enemies press
It was always clear to me these niggas is stress/ just the misery im focused on that energy less
Took a trip to Vegas, "Big Kahona Suite"/ Unforgettable like Martin Luther's last speech
Yeah I did that little favor for you last week/ Im still under estimated if you ask me
Couple niggas scraped off the map, all the white was gone/ I was there to see the signal when the lights came on
Aint nobody else involved, true I acted alone/ we can skip the details, cashapp on my phone, Im gone

(chorus) repeat 1x

(verse 3)
Fatal Lucciauno:

I know you wanna praise but its best you didn't/ cause for the shoes alone I caused an epidemic
Heart blacker than a keg of Guiness/ toe tappin to a death sentence
Look like vanilla extract on the spoon, I light flame to it now baby in the mood
I cant let fema take my job/ drip on em fay/ too much knowledge? no prob
Lets get back to it/ old school Luis/ two strap leather man purse couldn't do it
Those off white slippers/ cocaine pradas/ stash look like frozen bags of hot dog water
Geeesh, thats a promissory note/ poppyseed kiesh, Molly on the boat, got kiki on the street
Arrogance on my pinky/ my bank account mystique, Rahmeece

(chorus) repeat 1x

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