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Dierks Bentley (Dierks Bentley) · Dierks Bentley (Dierks Bentley) · Beamer, Benz, Or Bentley (Lloyd Banks) · Bentley Rhythm Ace (Bentley Rhythm Ace) · Bentley Rhythm Ace (Bentley Rhythm Ace) · Beamer, Benz, or Bentley (DJ Cover This) · People Like People Like People Like Us [Bonus Tracks] (Backyard Babies) · People Like People Like People Like Us [1 Bonus Track] (Backyard Babies) · People Like People Like People Like Us (Backyard Babies) · Good Good Good! (Edmundo Ros) – and 90 other albums »


or Bentley
Beamer, Benz, or Bentley
This scheming don't affect me

I'm fresh I'm fly, I'm so damn high
More than five hundred horses when I roll by
I'm calm
Can you treat me good, I won't settle for less
You a hot boy, a rock boy
A fun toy, tote a glock boy
Where you live, is it by yourself
Can I move
And they all look so good to me, oh

I have kissed the most exotic faces
From London to Honolulu
Made love in the most romantic places
What more can one man
[Chorus]
I got bobby by the pound Whitney by the key DJ Screw by the gallon b**** the game belong to me 
I got bobby by the pound Whitney by
This is for my ghetto motherfuckers
Uh hey
Are you really a hot boy
Oh check me

What's your name, cause I'm impressed
Can you treat me good, I won't
sayin' G.O.O.D music the greatest latest
Stuntin' out the middle of nowhere like Vegas
From the chi the city of hella haters
Where we keep rising
you push me
Have you like E.I. E.I., uh-oh after the four-four blow
I get low, they say I go like a pro

It's a wrap, and I'm ghost in the smoke like
sayin' G.O.O.D music the greatest latest
Stuntin' out the middle of nowhere like Vegas
From the chi the city of hella haters
Where we keep rising
You won't remember why they came to clip me
When time go by, you'll soon forget me
They say he was the king of bling, jewels, and Bentley's
Then they
the stash than me
Y'all bitches wanna ride, c'mon it's on me
I guess it's my time, all eyes is on me

Man everybody wanna rhyme like Rule, sing like Rule
at him, flat out disgraced him
He want my blood; why me?
Why not the fake ones who deserve death, man
Fuck it, I'll take one
Can stop me but can't stop
always look at me like that, you feel me?"

There's a girl named Wendy, love black Bentley's
Nails in her mouth, stay tryin' to tempt me
She rolls with
see it in your eyes
In your tone, I can hear it
Sky was the limit
Spoke about the future, I wasn't in it
Said you had plans for a man and a Bentley
But
I talk so much shit I wake a dead man up
And I'm the milk man, you better call rent man up
I'm by myself man, and yes I ran my bread back up
go

[Chorus:]
I do ride Bentleys and coupes
but I don't give away all my new trick
for a silly tramp I roll I roll ride Mr. 20 inches
I don't but
to
And always stand by me
So I’d be unafraid and free

If there was ever a man
Who was generous, gracious and good
That was my dad
The man, The man
letter two
I bring in that revenue

I could change
Your life on site baby
Bentley today, Lamb or Mercedes
See you rocking with me, you in good hands
the South
Jazze Pha, let's hop in the Lammy (Lamborghini)
Stop by Sammy, chill in the hood, you good, you family
My boys like to pull them blammies,
the pound, Whitney by the key
DJ Screw by the gallon, bitch the game belong to me

Man I pull up in your city and get my Bush on
Lay down the competition, take
bag she want
And know she ain't never had a man like that
To buy you anything ya heart desire I that
Yeah I want your body, I need yo body
Long
bag she want
And know she ain't never had a man like that
To buy you anything ya heart desire I that
Yeah I want your body, I need yo body
Long
[Chorus]
Uh, I wear the gun like a gurtle
Bullet proof car got me feelin' like a turtle
Shit, these niggas ain't satisfied until they get murdered
[Chorus]
I got bobby by the pound Whitney by the key DJ Screw by the gallon b**** the game belong to me 
I got bobby by the pound Whitney by
There's never been a man
who could bring me down
I've walked away from the toughest of towns
But her last words tore me apart
Her good bye hit me
show 'em how we do, what we do and why
Keep ballin' in our ride, driving show, I pass 'em by
You see our paper, haters hating but it's still all good