Lyrics Mannequins & Egos - ZHU

Uh, yeah, devil, devil, the ego
What? The devil, devil, the ego
Uh, the devil, devil, the ego
The ego

Dollars and ideas
I remember hustling beats for a meal
Spend a couple thousand racks on some wheels
Burning rubber for the trigger on the deal
How you feel?

I smoke my recipe, yeah
Green crack and sesame, yeah
Blue dream especially, yeah
It gets the best of me, yeah

Look at my resume, yeah
They try to muzzle me, yeah
Embezzle, bezzle me, yeah
Cuddle and guzzle me, yeah

My merch comes with editions
An apron for ya kitchen
Free market competition
The LVHM vision

I want my mausoleum
My art in all museums
Get pussy in the PM
Your friends are friends of me and

Big egos, big egos, big egos trippin', nah
Big egos, big egos, big egos trippin', nah
Big egos, big egos, big egos trippin', nah
Big egos, big egos, big egos trippin', nah

Damn, homie
Back in high school, you was the man, homie
What happened to you and your plan, homie?
I guess you never took a chance, homie
Uh

Uh

They say I'm swerving
Addicted to curves
And herbs, yeah, I'm faded
Dozens of fur, yeah, we made it

She gon' do whatever it is
Anything that I want
Just put music on
It's her favorite song

I know for the rest of my life
Need some moments to kick it with homies
I know for the rest of my life
I need a woman, devoted

Big egos, big egos, big egos trippin', nah
Big egos, big egos, big egos trippin', nah
Big egos, big egos, big egos trippin', nah
Big egos, big egos, big egos trippin', nah

Fuck the club up
Fuck the club up
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Fuck the club up
Fuck the club up
Fuck the club up
Fuck the club up

Fuck the club up
Fuck the club up
Fuck the club up
Fuck the club up
Fuck the club up
Fuck the club up
Fuck the club up
Fuck the club up