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Graduated the fabricated sabotages Conversated with a goin' Lambo crazy Bitch, you cut it, shawty, I'm 'bout to cut you off Oh, you in Tahiti, I just seen you flaunt Aye, that girl you 'bout to settle, whatchutola Aye, see how she react when no longer in your Bimmer Then she find out that the Bentley wasn't rented Can you sell a Help a nigga move a kilo Oh, you the private jet to take a flight to Rio no Maybach prevent a nigga from makin' mula Oh, you gold diggin' graveyard loser Ain't none of my cars American, King of Let's have a heart-to-heart, drink wine, art of the Benzo, the AMG Can you love a thug, is all believe fantasy, I see through it easily
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I told the girl I'm to sell the Porsche, I'm tired of it She go and told folks I'm goin' broke, a smile poured From my lips, cuz if I'm broke, it's only Broken records broken English, that's all it Hol' up and if I were, why would you throw a Affection is so when ballin' Correction, these hoes mean it when fallin' I guess that's why Lois be with Clark Kent Fly on a nigga while he Superman But if I'm in a wheelchair, you there? Stop for words, I feel stupid, man The shit is the Pittsburgh, I care White button and Emory scrubs Had to her birthday down because my memory sucks But this shit comes back up like some acid Or a Michael Jackson jacket with some plastic I was zippin' through the city and I give a fuck 1994 Toyota Land because That bitch ain't never broke on me, why would I do that to her? Simple is it, symbolism, I'll up at a club And might not never buy a new car again, if I can it if I buy one then they gon sell ten, then what I'm left with? Throw a nigga one on the strength, then we might talk Til' then, I'mma ride my fuckin' bike, or
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I that girl, I told that girl tell the truth Say she the greatest bitch I ever met, show me some proof These girls be droppin' lies, these girls be makin' shit up She don't wanna in my line, she tryna come to the front
Yeah, she love her but hate American cars For the shape of them, he'll have you know all of bitches is foreign If yellow to be the color in fashion happens to all of this good black pussy he keep ignorin'? The world him don't shit rhyme with orange The girl is only with him because he's Well go on angel, I don't you, don't hang yo head I know it's for you, get it like an IOU
so, materialistic I'm just life, I'm livin' life, you know? That worldwide pussy, yeah, worldwide pussy, Pull up at this girl crib bumpin' Boosie, yeah
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These cars don't mean shit, hoes don't mean shit clothes don't mean shit, these shows don't mean shit (Whatchutola, what, whatchutola) (Whatchutola, what, whatchutola)
We drive these cars on the life that I live is incredible We gon be fly whenever, we richer forever Without these foreign vehicles, can we still be together? me