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Ace Trumpets is a track by Clipse, taken from the album “Let God Sort Em Out”, released July 11, 2025 on Roc Nation Distribution. It runs 2:34 and carries an explicit content notice. Use the Deezer link above to stream the full song.

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This is culturally inappropriate [Pusha T] Ballerinas doin' pirouettes inside of my snow globe Shoppin' sprees in SoHo You had to see it, strippers shakin' ass and watchin' the dough blow Ace trumpets and Rose Mo's [Pusha T] Yellow diamonds look like pee-pee Bitches fly from D.C. on my private to Waikiki, three-peat Niggas is my sons and that's on repeat Sins of the father, so I call you Little Meechies, it's easy How could you and me be ever seen as peers? Can't compare, you just CC Don't you know these clears in my ears only VVs? Play musical chairs, Fred Astaire through these GTs Too much wear and tear on your bitch, she couldn't please me White glove service with the brick, I am Luigi Sold ecstasy and disappeared, I am Houdini Look at them, him and him, still waitin' on Yeezy I hope you got your squeegees At your interviews, I just kiki Life's peachy, A$AP with RiRi You rappers all beneath me, beloved like the Bee Gees International flights, connect me to the Wi-Fi The only way you reach me, huh [Pusha T] Ballerinas doin' pirouettes inside of my snow globe Shoppin' sprees in SoHo You had to see it, strippers shakin' ass and watchin' the dough blow Ace trumpets and Rose Mo's [Malice] Penne alla vodka Panama fishing village visitin' with Papa with choppers All of you imposter, simply just Ferrari window shoppers The one that I just ordered look like it was built by NASA Over half a mill' we call focaccia, reachin' for Akasha Never leavin' home without my piece like I'm Mahatma From the tribe of Judah, I'm Mufasa Never turn the other cheek, you'll die at the Oscars Persona non grata, mi casa, su casa Drugs killed my teen spirit, welcome to Nirvana You was Fu-Gee-La-La, I was Alibaba Dressed in House of Gucci, made from sellin' Lady Gaga Hakuna Matata, island wearing tie-dye Umbrella in my Rolls match the one that's in this Mai Tai Listen, you are not I, cross T's, dot I's I done disappeared and reappeared without a "voilà" [Pusha T] Ballerinas doin' pirouettes inside of my snow globe Shoppin' sprees in SoHo You had to see it, strippers shakin' ass and watchin' the dough blow Ace trumpets and Rose Mo's

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  2. 02 P.O.V. E 4:18
  3. 03 So Be It E 3:15
  4. 04 All Things Considered E 3:09
  5. 05 M.T.B.T.T.F. E 2:36
  6. 06 E.B.I.T.D.A. E 2:00
  7. 07 F.I.C.O. E 3:22
  8. 08 Inglorious Bastards E 2:33
  9. 09 So Far Ahead E 3:22
  10. 10 Let God Sort Em Out/Chandeliers E 2:33
  11. 11 By The Grace Of God E 3:06
  12. 12 The Birds Don't Sing E 4:01