Lyrics:
West coast bad boys
Pop lockin in my rolls royce, cadillac, lincoln and mercedes benz
Pop lockin at the howard johnson, sheraton pop lockin
erstehen können
Aber das „G“ steht für „Gönnen“, Biatch!
Mein Mercedes Benz (SUV), mein Mercedes Benz
SUV, G-Class, Black-Edition, drei Liter, mein
girls crackin' cards (cards) niggas flockin'
Mercedes-benz hittin' corners, these bitches watchin'
Dirty choppers, niggas yacked up, potted up
Best be
Uns kennt jeder Stenz in der Gegend, jede gegen jede Gang
Diese zwei Jungs im Mercedes-Benz!
Dreimal darfst du raten wer dein Mädel bangt
Diese
I got no time for fake niggas
Just sip some Cristal with these real niggas
From East to West coast, spread love niggas (that's right)
And while
I got no time for fake niggas
Just sip some Cristal with these real niggas
From East to West coast, spread love niggas (that's right)
And while
Tank ist voll
Mach ein Foto, lenk' das Chrom in die Sonne
Ganz Hamburg-West, Richtung Dom in Kolonne
Ah, Obststand 2 wird gepumpt im Benz
Autobahn
hablado de ti,
Y sé,
Que eres de por aquí,
Salí a buscarla en un Mercedes Benz,
Los dos sabemos no te quieres marchar,
Quizás mañana no nos volvemos a ver,
ballert, er ballert mies
Klimatisiert, Lila foliert
Wir fahren Mercedes Benz doch haben niemals studiert
Bis zu 24 Zoll, er liegt tief und frisiert
with the Crip's
Pull up Back2Back Mercedes
We smoking exotic and hop in the VIP
And goofy niggas tryna play me I swear to god these niggas finally get
mercenaries going after your purses
Lord have mercy all I wanted was a Mercedes
Sheesh though here's a water bill this ain't a free flow
Deep throat that's what
ballert, er ballert mies
Klimatisiert, Lila foliert
Wir fahren Mercedes Benz doch haben niemals studiert
Bis zu 24 Zoll, er liegt tief und frisiert
they rent and then they trade on him
The devil play to win
I remember I had my ear canbal in my Mercedes Benz
You probably thought she gave in
Now, what y'all wanna do?
Wanna be ballers? Shot-callers? Brawlers?
Who be dippin' in the Benz with the spoilers
On the low from the Jake in
yah best lecture
My lawyer is comin down dog, on a chopper from west chester (what for?)
New jack city, I ain't the gutter man, (nope)
Be at yah mom
Brüder von mir weit weg, Wild West
Die Zeit rennt
Rauch' 'ne Lunte in mei'm Benz
Entweder im Hotel oder Knastzelle einpenn'n
Komme von ganz unten, wurde
Ich fahr durch die Blocks und zähle mein Geld
Denn nur um Cash dreht sich meine Welt
Die Fresse sie glänzt wie der Mercedes Benz
So wie meine
west, red Lex, TV's all up in the headrest
Try and live it up, ride you a bigger truck
Piece all glittered up, stick up kid, nigga, what?
Jig with
west, red Lex, TV's all up in the headrest
Try and live it up, ride you a bigger truck
Piece all glittered up, stick up kid, nigga, what?
Jig with
The black and orange Aventador like Daffy Duck (skrrt)
I swerve Mercedes Benz 'cause my credentials up
I told her, "I got one million of these racks, baby"
chester all of them haters dey for leister she want a guy like costa like that girl so i put on my roaster pull up on the block with the mandem me
the Mercedes Benz
Cromed out from the front to rear end
Sittin on 20" rims, watchin televisions with DVD systems
Skip the curb when I spin the Benz
It's all
this
It's the bosss
Multi-millionaire shit 'round here
Flip what up?
[Verse 2 - Rick Ross]
Might cop a Benz (whaaat)
Not a regular Benz (Rossss)
shot
Hussle, Hussle
Listen
Look, black on black Mercedes Benz
Tattoo all my lady friends
Nipsey on they titties, more game than ESPN
I turn these
.jpg/300px-Chester_Thompson_(2923561437).jpg "Chester Thompson")
.jpg/284px-Bob_Chester,_June_1947_(Gottlieb_01231).jpg "Bob Chester & His Orchestra")
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