Egyptian Cotton Lyrics - Vic Mensa

[Hook] 

Egyptian cotton 

Egyptian cotton 

Egyptian cotton 

Line that skirt baby 

Line that skirt baby 

Line that skirt baby 

Line that skirt baby 

[Verse 1] 

Put your lip to your nose, put some stank in it 

Like you're sippin' on a cup full of paint thinner 

Shout to O-Dog, I'm a straight menace 

Boy I ain't playin', I'm in the game and it ain't a scrimmage 

INNANET, ballin' on the net like table tennis 

Where to start? Push to start, that'll make the finish 

Beast, hedge funds, I'm a head hunter for the bread though 

Comin' up fast like Sonic on Sega Genesis 

Vic aren't you excited? It's like you live a dream 

Gettin' paid to be on the pages of magazines 

Zetus lapetus, I might just take it to the moon 

Mushroom cloud in the room when I make a boom 

Hold your neck, put your hand like a surfboard 

Say you want, say you want, then let me see you twerk for it 

Turn around, back-back like a workhorse 

Work, work, workin', hundred thousand thread count 

[Hook] 

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[Verse 2] 

Gold ring, two C's on the frames 

[?] from the straight A's, that's a 4 point range 

Used to hustle out my locker, now my locket turned to chains 

Same hood, same fake I.D., different name 

I'm the INNANET, where my dinner at? 

You little boy, centipedes on the Similac 

Repeat that like [?] with a tennis racket 

It's red rubies in my dinner package 

Pair of new dentures when you're eatin' like it's old money 

Ears ringin', I think they talkin' 

YouTube on fire cause I'm pushin' buttons like I'm tryna load somethin' 

It's madness, he's a beast, he's a savage 

Hold your neck, put your hand like a surfboard 

Now ride it, ride it 

Turn around, back-back like a workhorse 

Work, work, hundred thousand thread count 

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