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Performed By: Nic D
Written by: GRAHAM STIEFEL, NIC DONOVAN




Nic D - Suit Lyrics




(One Hunnid Graham)
Everywhere we go
My girl keep a Glock in her purse, yeah
Yeah, she don't think that she'll need it
But she's prepared for the worse
I put on a suit (I wear it)
Houston, we have a problem (mayday come in)
I think I'm too fly, yeah
I think I'm too fly
I don't always explain how I feel
I'm either numb or I'm broken
Sometimes I debate
On what's real and what's hopeless
Baby, I feel great
I slept with one eye open again
And now I'm running
Everywhere we go
I'm not extra, I'm an introvert
If I pretend I don't feel it
Then there's no way it could hurt
I put on a suit (I wear it)
Houston, we have a problem (mayday come in)
I think I'm too fly, yeah
I think I'm too fly
Everywhere we go
Hot damn, understand patience is a virtue, baby
Uncle Sam, he a fan
Unload some your burdens baby
Bada bing, bada bam
I feel universal no longer
No longer alone
I'm still thinking about how no one can stop me
I'm still seventh round bop bop rocky
Money stand 5 foot tall like a jockey
Wow picture me, I need a ladder and a top seat
Sorry bout it baby, all my goals a little lofty
Don't you want a crib and a car key?
Baby little bossy
But you know I get it
Getting money is a hobby
Think it's about time
I put on a suit
Houston, we have a problem
I think I'm too fly, yeah
I think I'm too fly
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(One Hunnid Graham)
Everywhere we go
My girl keep a Glock in her purse, yeah
Yeah, she don't think that she'll need it
But she's prepared for the worse
I put on a suit (I wear it)
Houston, we have a problem (mayday come in)
I think I'm too fly, yeah
I think I'm too fly
I don't always explain how I feel
I'm either numb or I'm broken
Sometimes I debate
On what's real and what's hopeless
Baby, I feel great
I slept with one eye open again
And now I'm running
Everywhere we go
I'm not extra, I'm an introvert
If I pretend I don't feel it
Then there's no way it could hurt
I put on a suit (I wear it)
Houston, we have a problem (mayday come in)
I think I'm too fly, yeah
I think I'm too fly
Everywhere we go
Hot damn, understand patience is a virtue, baby
Uncle Sam, he a fan
Unload some your burdens baby
Bada bing, bada bam
I feel universal no longer
No longer alone
I'm still thinking about how no one can stop me
I'm still seventh round bop bop rocky
Money stand 5 foot tall like a jockey
Wow picture me, I need a ladder and a top seat
Sorry bout it baby, all my goals a little lofty
Don't you want a crib and a car key?
Baby little bossy
But you know I get it
Getting money is a hobby
Think it's about time
I put on a suit
Houston, we have a problem
I think I'm too fly, yeah
I think I'm too fly
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Writer: GRAHAM STIEFEL, NIC DONOVAN
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

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