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Pusha T - Let The Smokers Shine The Coupes (Lyric Video)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Pusha T
Pusha T
Vocals
Mike Larson
Mike Larson
Programming
Shelly Berg
Shelly Berg
Programming
Ojivolta
Ojivolta
Programming
Budapest Scoring Choir
Budapest Scoring Choir
Choir
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Pharrell Williams
Pharrell Williams
Songwriter
Terrence Thornton
Terrence Thornton
Songwriter
Raul Cubina
Raul Cubina
Songwriter
Mark "Oji" Williams
Mark "Oji" Williams
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Pharrell Williams
Pharrell Williams
Producer
Mike Larson
Mike Larson
Recording Engineer
Manny Marroquin
Manny Marroquin
Mixing Engineer
Trey Station
Trey Station
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Zach Pereyra
Zach Pereyra
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Anthony J Vilchis
Anthony J Vilchis
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Michelle Mancini
Michelle Mancini
Mastering Engineer
Balint Sapszon
Balint Sapszon
Vocal Producer
Ojivolta
Ojivolta
Producer
Denes Redly
Denes Redly
Vocal Recording Engineer
Chad Hugo
Chad Hugo
Producer
David Morgan
David Morgan
Assistant Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
If money is the evil root
Let the smokers shine the coupes
Rich bitches that love the boost
I'm just here to find the truth
If kilograms is the proof
I done sold the golden goose
I got 'em baby I'm Jim Perdue
Cocaine's Dr. Seuss
[Verse 2]
We sip ace out the flutes
Chanel scarves out the roofs
If I never sold dope for you
Then you're ninety-five percent of who?
How forsaken are the rules?
I done paid for all of yous
If first fourty-eights the clue
Your jail cell was made for two
AMGs on auto cruise
The wrist's singin', auto tune
The dope game destroyed my youth
Now Kim Jones Dior my suits
[Verse 3]
If money is the evil root
Let the smokers shine the coupes
Rich bitches that love the boost
I'm just here to find the truth
If kilograms is the proof
I done sold the golden goose
I got 'em baby I'm Jim Perdue
Cocaine's Dr. Seuss
[Verse 4]
Coca leaf and potpourris
Chains over Le Coq Sportif
Don't brag bricks to me
If they ain't tell ya to bring your skis
My Patek, hers petite
The triple play we eat Phillipe's
Bird feather's dun made me chief
Whatever happened to black Marquise
Might buy your bitch a Jeep
I can make you lose your sleep
You millionaires on just T.V
Now make it make sense to me
[Verse 5]
If money is the evil root
Let the smokers shine the coupes
Rich bitches that love the boost
I'm just here to find the truth
If kilograms is the proof
I done sold the golden goose
I got 'em baby I'm Jim Perdue
Cocaine's Dr. Seuss
Written by: Mark Williams, Pharrell Williams, Raul Cubina, Terrence Thornton
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