Pips Don't Lie Songtext
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Pips Don't Lie Songtext
It′s Pipalicious D, baby
Made it flip from charts and pips
Now we toast on billion-dollar ships
RBC in the skybox seat
Big bags only, no small-time heat
Let's go
Trading screens glowin′ in the penthouse suite
Phone blowin' up like Miami heat
Got a signal, buy low, then fly
Turn a thousand to a milli in the blink of an eye
Lambo parked where the palm trees wave
Wrist so cold, need a heatwave save
RBC tags when I post that drip
Life's a trade, and I never miss a pip
Pips don′t lie when the profits slide
Forex king, got the charts on glide
Woke up rich, made the market bend
Throwin′ racks till the weekend end
Pips don't lie, baby, check my ride
Private jet, no coach, just sky
Money moves, no cap, no try
In this club, we multiply
Click that lot size, risk real tight
One trade hit and I′m out for the night
Rolls Royce ghost through the golden gate
Met a fine lil' thing by the champagne crate
She asked: "How you move like that?"
Told her: "Discipline and market stat."
Now she ride while I chart the climb
Making love while I beat that time
Pips don′t lie when the profits slide
Forex king, got the charts on glide
Woke up rich, made the market bend
Throwin' racks till the weekend end
Pips don′t lie, baby, check my ride
Private jet, no coach, just sky
Money moves, no cap, no try
In this club, we multiply
Sydney to Dubai, flights all paid
Stack so tall need a palisade
Brunch at noon, trades by four
Money comes knockin', I don't chase no more
Gold on the neck like I own the mine
Got ten Rolex, but I never check time
VIP ropes can′t hold my clique
We built from scratch, now we too legit
Pips don′t lie when the profits slide
Forex king, got the charts on glide
Woke up rich, made the market bend
Throwin' racks till the weekend end
Pips don′t lie, baby, check my ride
Private jet, no coach, just sky
Money moves, no cap, no try
In this club, we multiply
Beach villa view, fruit on ice
Livin' like I hacked the game, no dice
Real Billionaires Club, toast the fam
Started with a dream and a hundred grand
No stress, no sweat, just steps
Each move marked with billion flex
Late night trade with a sea breeze tone
Profit calls while I sip Patron
Pips, pips, pips don′t lie
Charts light up like fire in the sky
Every trade a hit, every dip I buy
Steel drums, champagne, gold plate bites
Welcome to the life where the ceiling's height
Pips don′t lie when the profits slide
Forex king, got the charts on glide
Woke up rich, made the market bend
Throwin' racks till the weekend end
Pips don't lie, baby, check my ride
Private jet, no coach, just sky
Money moves, no cap, no try
In this club, we multiply
Pips don′t lie when the profits slide
Hands up high while the bass collide
Woke up rich, made the market bend
Tell your crew this trend won′t end
Pips don't lie, baby, check my ride
We on top, and we worldwide
Money moves, we testify
One life, big trade, we fly
We fly
Pipalicious D... signed out, profits locked in
This is Real Billionaires Club, baby
We don′t trade dreams, we live 'em
Now spin that chart
Made it flip from charts and pips
Now we toast on billion-dollar ships
RBC in the skybox seat
Big bags only, no small-time heat
Let's go
Trading screens glowin′ in the penthouse suite
Phone blowin' up like Miami heat
Got a signal, buy low, then fly
Turn a thousand to a milli in the blink of an eye
Lambo parked where the palm trees wave
Wrist so cold, need a heatwave save
RBC tags when I post that drip
Life's a trade, and I never miss a pip
Pips don′t lie when the profits slide
Forex king, got the charts on glide
Woke up rich, made the market bend
Throwin′ racks till the weekend end
Pips don't lie, baby, check my ride
Private jet, no coach, just sky
Money moves, no cap, no try
In this club, we multiply
Click that lot size, risk real tight
One trade hit and I′m out for the night
Rolls Royce ghost through the golden gate
Met a fine lil' thing by the champagne crate
She asked: "How you move like that?"
Told her: "Discipline and market stat."
Now she ride while I chart the climb
Making love while I beat that time
Pips don′t lie when the profits slide
Forex king, got the charts on glide
Woke up rich, made the market bend
Throwin' racks till the weekend end
Pips don′t lie, baby, check my ride
Private jet, no coach, just sky
Money moves, no cap, no try
In this club, we multiply
Sydney to Dubai, flights all paid
Stack so tall need a palisade
Brunch at noon, trades by four
Money comes knockin', I don't chase no more
Gold on the neck like I own the mine
Got ten Rolex, but I never check time
VIP ropes can′t hold my clique
We built from scratch, now we too legit
Pips don′t lie when the profits slide
Forex king, got the charts on glide
Woke up rich, made the market bend
Throwin' racks till the weekend end
Pips don′t lie, baby, check my ride
Private jet, no coach, just sky
Money moves, no cap, no try
In this club, we multiply
Beach villa view, fruit on ice
Livin' like I hacked the game, no dice
Real Billionaires Club, toast the fam
Started with a dream and a hundred grand
No stress, no sweat, just steps
Each move marked with billion flex
Late night trade with a sea breeze tone
Profit calls while I sip Patron
Pips, pips, pips don′t lie
Charts light up like fire in the sky
Every trade a hit, every dip I buy
Steel drums, champagne, gold plate bites
Welcome to the life where the ceiling's height
Pips don′t lie when the profits slide
Forex king, got the charts on glide
Woke up rich, made the market bend
Throwin' racks till the weekend end
Pips don't lie, baby, check my ride
Private jet, no coach, just sky
Money moves, no cap, no try
In this club, we multiply
Pips don′t lie when the profits slide
Hands up high while the bass collide
Woke up rich, made the market bend
Tell your crew this trend won′t end
Pips don't lie, baby, check my ride
We on top, and we worldwide
Money moves, we testify
One life, big trade, we fly
We fly
Pipalicious D... signed out, profits locked in
This is Real Billionaires Club, baby
We don′t trade dreams, we live 'em
Now spin that chart
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