Lyrics:
still want to know when the album comin? out
Ask the teenagers, O?Gs and Ask the kids
What they definition of Classic is
Timeless, cause age don?t
That's right
I went from ashy to classy, to classic
Quarter million dollar car, you can't pass me
Haters can you hear me now, I can barely hear you
still want to know when the album coming out
Ask the teenagers, OG's and Ask the kids
What they definition of Classic is
Timeless, cause age don't
still want to know when the album coming out
Ask the teenagers, OG's and Ask the kids
What they definition of Classic is
Timeless, cause age don't
Yo, I just wanna be Classic
Blueprint, 5 mics, signed twice, and everything that comes along with it
Yo, I'm just tryna be Classic
I wanna be
I got the traffic on me
I got the traffic on me
Please get them ratchets off me
Please get them ratchets off me
This shit is a classic homie
Shit is
dipest
Oh no, row boats, coke float sand hit decks
So, come and deal wit the kids
We ballin', big baby
Flashin' bras
The world is ours
Them classic cars
bras
The world is ours
Them classic cars plus girls, cash and cars
Cash and cars, girls, cash and cars
Girls, cash, cars, girls, cash and cars, cash
downers, ride-arounders, blue oval, bowtie, mopar, classic car, open bar, don't drink and drive, rollin' rollin', motor show, LLC
It was hard to hear over
classic, they ask "where your outfit from?"
Please, The Saks Fifth, first class
Only culture games and practice
Oh you athletic? Shit, show me
(I’ve been tryin’ tryin’ tryin’ tryin’
To get you under my pressure) classic
Timeless (Timeless, timeless, time)
Yeah, yeah, uh
You can't buy this,
the patience to study the game
Dr. Dre made two Chronics and this is Chronic Three
I make classic hits and buy classic cars
And see classic hoes at classic
of mind
But when I first heard it, put words to rhymes
I went from hyper cars, to powder blue All-Stars
To hangin' on monkey bars catchin' spiders in
they girl and make her
Cum and put it in her nose
Show them how we get it and
Show it just how we roll
And in the car with Leam and
Really had the thing
coke
[Baby]
than a nigga could know
[Lil' Wayne]
More money, more cars
[Baby]
than a nigga could show
[Lil' Wayne]
And more ice - cheap price
authentic you only ever showed that you all in it
If ain't know no better I would have thought that
You only wanted the cash, clothes, cars, shows
Access
trip
You don't show me some love
{show me love, for real, you gets no love, yea}
You gets no loving babe
{you gets no love, you ain't gonna miss
you mean dawg?
Ever since that mothafuckin car hit you
Somethin' been wrong with you
You been a bit whistle off
Tempo ever since you
Popped out
average, oh (average, oh)
Check out the Rollie, wrist, swish, classic, oh (classic, oh)
I jump in the Porsche, put ped' on the ground
I show out a bag,
of what you ain't
Well packaged to distribute to the masters
Plotted this since first grade classes
Class is elements of a classic
I've got evidence
your cards show
This is classic
Classic
The light that I'm basking in remember shit in on
Dalle rotaie corro svelto sul punto di accesso
Ho il sole in
La motora está en el car wash (Yeah)
I got more green than Starbucks (For real)
En otra galaxia como Star-Lord
Eat pussy like fast food
Porn en my
fantastic,
Made my car look for real
Just turned on the ignition, blow my sounds,
Give all the girls a thrill
Show your fun side as we're crusin'
I'ma change your life (life)
You used to dealing with basic bitches
Basic shit all the time
I'm a new classic, upgrade your status
From a standby
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