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Yellow Lambo in the driveway

A buck thirty-five, I'm on the highway
Frank Sinatra on my Sonos
Loud as fuck, I did it my way
A million sold before
brought his pal to sing along. 
Now they're turning up old Frank Sinatra on the stereo.
the driveway
A buck thirty-five, I'm on the highway
Frank Sinatra on my Sonos
Loud as fuck, I did it my way
A million sold before the album dropped
White Lexus
Learnin' the Blues
-Artist: Frank Sinatra from "The Capitol Years": Capitol CDP-7 94317 2
-peak Billboard position number one for 2 weeks in 1955
and then fart it
And y'all think I'm gon' stop? Blow it out ya ass!
In one year I got rich, now life's moving so fast
But being broke with no food is just
the hardest
And a hand full of CD's ready to burn
Some real hip hop for your listening nerves
A year later hooked up with a nigga named Murs
Now everybody
niggas in the studio, word is bond
Been workin on ya new album for two years strong
and still can't come up with the right song
You know what they
care if you C. Delores Tuck-it
Or you Bill O'Reilly, you only rilin' me up
For three years, they had me peein' out of a cup

Now they 'bout to free
Tuck-it
Or you Bill O'Reilly, you only ryling me up
For three years, they had me peeing out of a cup
Now they bout to free me up, what you think I'm goin'
care if you C. Delores Tuck-it
Or you Bill O'Reilly, you only ryling me up
For three years, they had me peeing out of a cup
Now they bout to free me
all the way around the fuckin' world

Black Frank Sinatra on yo' ass,

Q.B. Braveheart nigga...



[Verse 1]

Was classified as the bastard
and then fart it
And y'all think I'm gon' stop? Blow it out ya ass!
In one year I got rich, now life's moving so fast
But being broke with no food is just
and then fart it
And y'all think I'm gon' stop? Blow it out ya ass!
In one year I got rich, now life's moving so fast
But being broke with no food is just
a CD and then he hit the block
50 thousand sold
Seven dollars a pop
Hold the phone
Three years later
Steeped out the swamp
With ten and a half gators
All
hood)
(The real hood, like three pair of pants)
My friends, I'll say it clear (pair of sneakers)
(My moms is busting her ass) State my case
(Nigga I'm
chrome D3's, decked out TV's
CD's with crazy bass, keep my lady laced
Don't be fooled by the baby face
I hope ya not, cause your thighs got me hot
Only
a day
Girl, what I heard the bitch was married to Tim, 
and started fuckin? with Trina
Well I heard the bitch got hit by three zebras and a monkey
I
a pop
Hold the phone
Three years later
Steeped out the swamp
With ten and a half gators
All around the world on the microphone
Leaving the booth
a pop
Hold the phone
Three years later
Steeped out the swamp
With ten and a half gators
All around the world on the microphone
Leaving the booth
chrome D3's, decked out TV's
CD's with crazy bass, keep my lady laced
Don't be fooled by the baby face
I hope ya not, cause your thighs got me hot
Only
and suckin me the greatest nigga yeen know

Of course you seen us in the magazines I be you got our posters 
Or maybe two or three cd's why you niggas tryna
funny when I come around
A&R been tryin to figure me out for years
Tryin to re-duplicate me but they can't so they hate me
While white boys run
like a dead body coming for its murderer
Shit, you seen Chino lately? You gotta see him
What you get to make an album, I get in one day's per diem
Go
we continue to reign
As the King and the Queen of hip-hop, me and B.I.
Frank White still listen to all the attention
I'm by his side, with
and the queen of hip-hop, me and B.I.
Frank White still listen to all the attention
I'm by his side, with the chrome fifth, playin' my position
Sexy, young thing,