Lyrics:
sind paid
She got Cake For Days
Ball wie Cameron Payne
In der NBA
Sie hat unter ihrem String Tattoos
Babe, ich lebe nach den winner rules
Bin am ballen
Traigo trucos nuevos, el rey del salón
Me vi con tu shorty, perdona chabon
Tu clicka más muerta que Cameron Boyce
Los tengo alterados...baja cagón
me hear what he got to say
Yuh, on this crap like I'm Fart Scott (Fart Scott)
Cock the sniper rifle back, it's a heartshot (Heartshot)
Yuh, I don't
Point, yeah, we're subject to praise and acclaim
So many cars in the 12 car garage, man, I can not contain them all
Bugatti Veyron with CTO Band$, yeah, we
On August first, nineteen eighty one
I cycled to Scott's house with a BB gun
We were almost twelve, but we looked thirteen
He had baby-blue eyes
to work in the record store.
I had everything before anyone.
I was there in the Paradise Garage DJ booth with Larry Levan.
I was there in Jamaica
to work in the record store.
I had everything before anyone.
I was there in the Paradise Garage DJ booth with Larry Levan.
I was there in Jamaica
to work in the record store.
I had everything before anyone.
I was there in the Paradise Garage DJ booth with Larry Levan.
I was there in Jamaica
Lucky you not wearing white
I'm number one like my j's
Checks on my feet like I'm Travis Scott
They fuck with me cuz I'm popular
SYBERSØL it's gon be
On August first, nineteen eighty one
I cycled to Scott's house with a BB gun
We were almost twelve, but we looked thirteen
He had baby-blue eyes
In fifth grade
And start taking
Drumming lessons with Mr. Scott
And that dude
He started me
On the snare
With that
Blue and white book
It's called
(Scott Storch)
A nigga came from the bottom, down below
'Member them cold nights, I was sleepin' on the floor
Always dreamed about the Forgiato
at least a month of tears
Checkin' his phone he left upstairs
Trying to be someone I'm not
From the office to the bedroom
Cameron Scott
Fall
Polaroids fall
nice fade
The tagline says, Cameron Scott and I'm a dreamer
My favorite MC, Black Thought, Bahamadia
Now she think it's sexy, I gotta see him
Can I be
of my fucking list of dependents?
My fucking daughter must not know
What a garage is reversed Joey's car into
The fucking dishwasher
I'm so proud, my baby
started swimming (okay)
My name just came up, think the team is finally winning
Everything is Foren from garages to the women
Everything is foren check
Their only hope is a secret map
Tony Danza, Kirk Cameron, Scott Baio, Soleil Moon Frye, Richard Ma-
On our next offering, a cheap little man
of the tracks
My brother Cory D., My man Terry Date
We brought it to the plate and you made it sound great
Scott Weiland, the melody man
If you can't sing it,
of the tracks
My brother Cory D., My man Terry Date
We brought it to the plate and you made it sound great
Scott Weiland, the melody man
If you can't sing it,
And Humpty your nose is a two-car garage
I know you got sooooul
I heard you don't eat pussy you be eatin' booty hole
(Humpty Hump)
No my nose be in
make that thing go grrra-ta-ta-ta (pow, pow, pow, ayy, ayy)
Switch my whip, came back in black
I'm startin' sayin', "Rest in peace to Bon Scott
go grrra-ta-ta-ta (Ta, pow, pow, pow, ayy, ayy)
Switch my whip, came back in black
I'm startin' sayin', "Rest in peace to Bon Scott" (Scott, ayy)
Peace to Bon Scott" (Scott, ayy)
Close that door, we blowin' smoke
She ask me light a fire like I'm Morrison
(’Son, ayy) act a fool on stage
Prolly leave
on Astro world
Like I’m Travis Scott
That bitch she wanna drive
Take a ride on my rodeo
Ion need nobody I can ball with no mascot
My nigga caught a body
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