Lyrics:
fish
Had to go and pretend like we had our own place
Saving up to stay up in a cheap motel
Now we got a two car garage, three cars, a big house,
just wanna buy, things I never bought (things I never bought)
That new car garage
Aw shit, there go Rondo and he steady leanin'
Catch me ridin'
we tipping
Looked in my garage, noticed a couple cars is missing
Let me see one, two, three, my bad I'm tripping
Kinda look like I'm Cripping, when
the Wraith out the garage
I just might fuck around, buy eight cars
Know there's gon' only be one I'ma drive
I'm the one who made me everything I'ma be
In '95 this rap style was impressive
By 2005 most rappers lost the message
2014, rappers wearing dresses
Shit is tough to look at like airplane
tell me that we flossin'
Off in G4s, just, yeah, send reinforcements
Got crazy divas in my ish
And my car strapped like it's
Baby seaters in the whip
I
(I believe, I believe, I believe I...)
I believe I can
I believe, I believe, I believe I can
So come and take my hand
With you by my side I feel
the garage
We do it big like we back in the Stuy
Maybe I'll sell if I rap and I lie
Maybe I'll sell if I let niggas write it
These niggas swagger jacking
need
Stop thinking about what car got the most speed
It’s going to sit in yo garage mad forgotten by the end of the week
Then you buy another one should
when it heard the first blast
And then every dumb action movie was summarily surpassed
And the exodus uptown by foot and motorcar
Looked more like
your bet
Watch me win it by a landslide, pull off an upset
Hold the burner close by my hands and my pocket
Hold the trophy high and keep my eyes
Got my eyes on the grand prize, place your bet
Watch me win it by a landslide, pull off an upset
Hold the burner close by my hands and my pocket
jars
Principal jumped up with his dick in the mouth of Ms. Mars
Picked up the tele, sweatin' for some squad cars
Cats tried to cut us off by
think I have slaves
Six bedrooms, two maids
Three car garage and a guard with a gate
I got a bottom bitch she stay in Toluca Lake
But when it comes
classics, no cars
Look flashy, note cards, I'm the future, great odds
No Tyler, no Hodge, don't judge by the car
Drove a Civic, still stacked paper
House, 4
on my mind except snatching chains
Shawty a lil hoe
cin't got a car but she loves trains
Ran through by Thomas and his crew
Thought they really loved her
cars and 2 on 2 runs at the courts
Flippin flows that fall off back of trucks get moved through lumber yards
For pennies on the dollars strictly profit
dreams, purple fantasies
These my fantasies
Yea, she wanna kill time
In the jungle with my slimes
I need a four car garage
I need an ice out patek
Want my
Lyrically savage, Madeleine mcannage
Got more bars than layers on a cabbage
Squose 20 cars in a 10 car garage
Got a big package, call me the mammoth
I can see
on the block shock like the watch
It's like a car show when I open up my garage
Vipers Maserati's Lamborghini drop tops
Cuty Cuty hydraulics once we drop it
ten bottles of bub' (money ain't a thing)
And by three somethin' I was thinkin' 'bout grub
So I stumbled to the car, threw the drinks and the drugs
ten bottles of bub' (money ain't a thing)
And by three somethin' I was thinkin' 'bout grub
So I stumbled to the car, threw the drinks and the drugs
the same stare I do
The jazz eyes
The I love you times 2
Billion. I see you having my children
And so on, big house 3 car garage
A happy life in reach not
he took
Then she gave me a look and said, nigga, you a crook
We got to the crib, put the car in the garage
Open up the bags, about a hundred large
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