Keys Open Doors
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โฑ๏ธ 3:19 duration
๐ ID: 295007
๐ Lyrics
(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 the wind fall
Who gon' stop us? Fuck the coppers! The mind of a KILO shopper
Seein' my life through the windshields of choppers
I ain't spend one rap dollar in 3 years, holla!
Money's the least, drag a bitch by her dog collar
Now ho folla', this is my +GHETTO STORY+
Like Cham, Ice-P is the Don Dotta
Open the Frigidaire, 25 to life in here
So much white you might think ya Holy Christ is near
Throw on your Louis V millionaires to kill the glare
Ice trays? Nada! All you see is pigeons paired
The realest shit I ever wrote, not Pac inspired
Its crack pot inspired, my real niggaz quote
Bitch never cook my coke! Why? Never trust a ho with your child
At you make believe rappers I smile! HA!
Canal Streetin' my style, like you internet sharing my files
You +My Space+ niggaz!
So kill the comparison, I'm South Beach sippin on sarafin
Royalty check nigga, I never been! Coke money clean through Merill Lynch
Accountant just gasp at the smell of it! (Gasp!)
Meet the dealer, ain't a bitch realer
So you ain't gotta question why Pusha don't feel ya!
Now get the fuck off!
(Chorus: Pusha T)
KIs open doors
KIs open doors
KIs open doors
KIs, KIs open doors
KIs open doors
KIs open doors
KIs open doors
KIs, KIs open doors
KIs open doors
KIs open doors
KIs open doors
KIs, KIs open doors
(Yeah)
(Check it!)
KIs open doors
KIs, KIs open doors
(Verse 2: Malice)
Throw it on the scale, feed ya God damn self
Get it how you live, we don't ask for help (No)
Word on the street is you gon love how it melt
And I don't come with a pitch neither, the shit sell itself!
I yell Re-Up til I'm locked like Ma-Mia
And get it cross the state with the grace of Maria
Keep on toys, you gon know us when you see us
Living street tales worthy of Don Divas
KIs in the floor, mistress in Dior
Bitch tell me she love me, but I know she's a whore
Shit could get ugly, shit she talk to the Lord
Its just what I get, its the roses of war
Fuck the Bureau! Rather be spending Euros
And get fed grapes, fuck hoes in plurals
Just like Heaven as I gaze at the mural
What a piece of mind when you copy some Shapiro's
Cheers to the future as we toast to life
I pre-? ing in Miami, I'm a socialite, nigga!
The cars is big, the cribs is bigger
The kids are happy, the perfect picture
Gem Star razor, the fruit of my labor
And I walk with a glow, it's like the Lord's shown favor
These bitches fake like the hoes on +Flavor+
But I don't mind spending, all it is is paper! Yes!
(Chorus: Pusha T)
KIs open doors
KIs open doors
KIs open doors
KIs, KIs open doors
KIs open doors
KIs open doors
KIs open doors
KIs, KIs open doors
KIs open doors
KIs open doors
KIs open doors
KIs, KIs open doors
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KIs open doors
KIs, KIs, open doors
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 the wind fall
Who gon' stop us? Fuck the coppers! The mind of a KILO shopper
Seein' my life through the windshields of choppers
I ain't spend one rap dollar in 3 years, holla!
Money's the least, drag a bitch by her dog collar
Now ho folla', this is my +GHETTO STORY+
Like Cham, Ice-P is the Don Dotta
Open the Frigidaire, 25 to life in here
So much white you might think ya Holy Christ is near
Throw on your Louis V millionaires to kill the glare
Ice trays? Nada! All you see is pigeons paired
The realest shit I ever wrote, not Pac inspired
Its crack pot inspired, my real niggaz quote
Bitch never cook my coke! Why? Never trust a ho with your child
At you make believe rappers I smile! HA!
Canal Streetin' my style, like you internet sharing my files
You +My Space+ niggaz!
So kill the comparison, I'm South Beach sippin on sarafin
Royalty check nigga, I never been! Coke money clean through Merill Lynch
Accountant just gasp at the smell of it! (Gasp!)
Meet the dealer, ain't a bitch realer
So you ain't gotta question why Pusha don't feel ya!
Now get the fuck off!
(Chorus: Pusha T)
KIs open doors
KIs open doors
KIs open doors
KIs, KIs open doors
KIs open doors
KIs open doors
KIs open doors
KIs, KIs open doors
KIs open doors
KIs open doors
KIs open doors
KIs, KIs open doors
(Yeah)
(Check it!)
KIs open doors
KIs, KIs open doors
(Verse 2: Malice)
Throw it on the scale, feed ya God damn self
Get it how you live, we don't ask for help (No)
Word on the street is you gon love how it melt
And I don't come with a pitch neither, the shit sell itself!
I yell Re-Up til I'm locked like Ma-Mia
And get it cross the state with the grace of Maria
Keep on toys, you gon know us when you see us
Living street tales worthy of Don Divas
KIs in the floor, mistress in Dior
Bitch tell me she love me, but I know she's a whore
Shit could get ugly, shit she talk to the Lord
Its just what I get, its the roses of war
Fuck the Bureau! Rather be spending Euros
And get fed grapes, fuck hoes in plurals
Just like Heaven as I gaze at the mural
What a piece of mind when you copy some Shapiro's
Cheers to the future as we toast to life
I pre-? ing in Miami, I'm a socialite, nigga!
The cars is big, the cribs is bigger
The kids are happy, the perfect picture
Gem Star razor, the fruit of my labor
And I walk with a glow, it's like the Lord's shown favor
These bitches fake like the hoes on +Flavor+
But I don't mind spending, all it is is paper! Yes!
(Chorus: Pusha T)
KIs open doors
KIs open doors
KIs open doors
KIs, KIs open doors
KIs open doors
KIs open doors
KIs open doors
KIs, KIs open doors
KIs open doors
KIs open doors
KIs open doors
KIs, KIs open doors
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KIs open doors
KIs, KIs, open doors
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:01.84] (Chorus: Pusha T)
[00:02.10] KIs open doors
[00:02.74] KIs open doors
[00:03.01] KIs open doors
[00:03.79] KIs, KIs open doors
[00:06.66] (Verse 1: Pusha T)
[00:06.93] EEYUCK!
[00:07.72] Make ya skin crawl
[00:08.75] Press one button, let the wind fall
[00:10.89] Who gon' stop us? Fuck the coppers! The mind of a KILO shopper
[00:14.65] Seein' my life through the windshields of choppers
[00:17.18] I ain't spend one rap dollar in 3 years, holla!
[00:20.15] Money's the least, drag a bitch by her dog collar
[00:23.14] Now ho folla', this is my +GHETTO STORY+
[00:26.10] Like Cham, Ice-P is the Don Dotta
[00:28.69] Open the Frigidaire, 25 to life in here
[00:31.55] So much white you might think ya Holy Christ is near
[00:34.45] Throw on your Louis V millionaires to kill the glare
[00:37.12] Ice trays? Nada! All you see is pigeons paired
[00:39.84] The realest shit I ever wrote, not Pac inspired
[00:42.97] Its crack pot inspired, my real niggaz quote
[00:45.85] Bitch never cook my coke! Why? Never trust a ho with your child
[00:49.25] At you make believe rappers I smile! HA!
[00:51.90] Canal Streetin' my style, like you internet sharing my files
[00:55.67] You +My Space+ niggaz!
[00:57.41] So kill the comparison, I'm South Beach sippin on sarafin
[01:01.99] Royalty check nigga, I never been! Coke money clean through Merill Lynch
[01:05.76] Accountant just gasp at the smell of it! (Gasp!)
[01:08.49] Meet the dealer, ain't a bitch realer
[01:10.68] So you ain't gotta question why Pusha don't feel ya!
[01:14.03] Now get the fuck off!
[01:14.72] (Chorus: Pusha T)
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[01:27.65] KIs open doors
[01:28.80] KIs, KIs open doors
[01:30.68] (Yeah)
[01:33.34] (Check it!)
[01:34.20] KIs open doors
[01:34.84] KIs, KIs open doors
[01:36.08] (Verse 2: Malice)
[01:36.22] Throw it on the scale, feed ya God damn self
[01:38.97] Get it how you live, we don't ask for help (No)
[01:41.95] Word on the street is you gon love how it melt
[01:44.46] And I don't come with a pitch neither, the shit sell itself!
[01:47.53] I yell Re-Up til I'm locked like Ma-Mia
[01:50.36] And get it cross the state with the grace of Maria
[01:53.43] Keep on toys, you gon know us when you see us
[01:56.03] Living street tales worthy of Don Divas
[01:59.24] KIs in the floor, mistress in Dior
[02:01.60] Bitch tell me she love me, but I know she's a whore
[02:04.50] Shit could get ugly, shit she talk to the Lord
[02:07.32] Its just what I get, its the roses of war
[02:10.32] Fuck the Bureau! Rather be spending Euros
[02:13.04] And get fed grapes, fuck hoes in plurals
[02:15.10] Just like Heaven as I gaze at the mural
[02:18.68] What a piece of mind when you copy some Shapiro's
[02:21.78] Cheers to the future as we toast to life
[02:23.95] I pre-? ing in Miami, I'm a socialite, nigga!
[02:27.80] The cars is big, the cribs is bigger
[02:30.14] The kids are happy, the perfect picture
[02:32.74] Gem Star razor, the fruit of my labor
[02:35.17] And I walk with a glow, it's like the Lord's shown favor
[02:38.69] These bitches fake like the hoes on +Flavor+
[02:41.19] But I don't mind spending, all it is is paper! Yes!
[02:44.01] (Chorus: Pusha T)
[02:44.40] KIs open doors
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[00:06.66] (Verse 1: Pusha T)
[00:06.93] EEYUCK!
[00:07.72] Make ya skin crawl
[00:08.75] Press one button, let the wind fall
[00:10.89] Who gon' stop us? Fuck the coppers! The mind of a KILO shopper
[00:14.65] Seein' my life through the windshields of choppers
[00:17.18] I ain't spend one rap dollar in 3 years, holla!
[00:20.15] Money's the least, drag a bitch by her dog collar
[00:23.14] Now ho folla', this is my +GHETTO STORY+
[00:26.10] Like Cham, Ice-P is the Don Dotta
[00:28.69] Open the Frigidaire, 25 to life in here
[00:31.55] So much white you might think ya Holy Christ is near
[00:34.45] Throw on your Louis V millionaires to kill the glare
[00:37.12] Ice trays? Nada! All you see is pigeons paired
[00:39.84] The realest shit I ever wrote, not Pac inspired
[00:42.97] Its crack pot inspired, my real niggaz quote
[00:45.85] Bitch never cook my coke! Why? Never trust a ho with your child
[00:49.25] At you make believe rappers I smile! HA!
[00:51.90] Canal Streetin' my style, like you internet sharing my files
[00:55.67] You +My Space+ niggaz!
[00:57.41] So kill the comparison, I'm South Beach sippin on sarafin
[01:01.99] Royalty check nigga, I never been! Coke money clean through Merill Lynch
[01:05.76] Accountant just gasp at the smell of it! (Gasp!)
[01:08.49] Meet the dealer, ain't a bitch realer
[01:10.68] So you ain't gotta question why Pusha don't feel ya!
[01:14.03] Now get the fuck off!
[01:14.72] (Chorus: Pusha T)
[01:14.98] KIs open doors
[01:15.57] KIs open doors
[01:16.34] KIs open doors
[01:17.46] KIs, KIs open doors
[01:18.92] KIs open doors
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[01:24.06] KIs open doors
[01:26.13] KIs open doors
[01:27.65] KIs open doors
[01:28.80] KIs, KIs open doors
[01:30.68] (Yeah)
[01:33.34] (Check it!)
[01:34.20] KIs open doors
[01:34.84] KIs, KIs open doors
[01:36.08] (Verse 2: Malice)
[01:36.22] Throw it on the scale, feed ya God damn self
[01:38.97] Get it how you live, we don't ask for help (No)
[01:41.95] Word on the street is you gon love how it melt
[01:44.46] And I don't come with a pitch neither, the shit sell itself!
[01:47.53] I yell Re-Up til I'm locked like Ma-Mia
[01:50.36] And get it cross the state with the grace of Maria
[01:53.43] Keep on toys, you gon know us when you see us
[01:56.03] Living street tales worthy of Don Divas
[01:59.24] KIs in the floor, mistress in Dior
[02:01.60] Bitch tell me she love me, but I know she's a whore
[02:04.50] Shit could get ugly, shit she talk to the Lord
[02:07.32] Its just what I get, its the roses of war
[02:10.32] Fuck the Bureau! Rather be spending Euros
[02:13.04] And get fed grapes, fuck hoes in plurals
[02:15.10] Just like Heaven as I gaze at the mural
[02:18.68] What a piece of mind when you copy some Shapiro's
[02:21.78] Cheers to the future as we toast to life
[02:23.95] I pre-? ing in Miami, I'm a socialite, nigga!
[02:27.80] The cars is big, the cribs is bigger
[02:30.14] The kids are happy, the perfect picture
[02:32.74] Gem Star razor, the fruit of my labor
[02:35.17] And I walk with a glow, it's like the Lord's shown favor
[02:38.69] These bitches fake like the hoes on +Flavor+
[02:41.19] But I don't mind spending, all it is is paper! Yes!
[02:44.01] (Chorus: Pusha T)
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