Lyrics:
Penitentiary, sending me letters I answer back
That eventually, we all be Bentley'd out
Throwing campaigns, fuck it I'm running for White House
My niggas control
go by you'll soon forget me
They say he was the king of bling, jewels, and Bentleys
Then they use one of my lines just to prove I'm guilty
Don't let
rock 'em by the tens (by the tens)
I'm just drinkin' Act', Kurt Cobain (ayo)
Lettin' him get up in it when he came home
After a long bid, you know
dream, of that ghetto prom queen
Was to make it to the screen, maybe get seen
Maybe get chose by a nigga from my team
Head so good he don't ask for
And she cain't be fixed, so what if she yours?
We turn housewifes to everyday whores
Send 'em up in stores with the false ID
To get DVD's and big screen
of that Bentley
I'M nos and I'm bras
See I'm there and I'm gone
Cause my loyals is strong
And my money here is long
So when I'm right I'm right
to the screen, maybe get seen
Maybe get chose by a *** from my team
Head so good, he don't ask for a prenup
Now ask yourself this question, umm
Would you be
& Republics so it won't fit in my pockets
Swagger on a trillion so you divide it by five
That mean it still on a billion survive like Destiny's Child
Turnt up
honest
War stories we tell them, nothing's realer than karma
Sip prohibition liquor, prohibition whiskey
Rap Jack Dempsey, matte black Bentley, pimply
Go ahead baby go ahead baby
Go ahead baby go ahead baby
The few that knew had reason
Enough to be worried
Terrified by the righteous king
And his
couldnt take all the long talk to i told you please ease off
I had to push the red button with my thumb coz i was so peed off
This evening i bought back
long
So So Def, but made it tight
Then went from a DJ to an MC
To the are-E-V like overnight
Everybody lookin, players get shook when
Rev. Run walk
it up
And too much bass in the trunk, so let it bump
You look like you mad as fuck, but who cares?
Grabbin' her by the arm, cause she stared
Don't know
1-800-Iceman... ice ya'self up...
Lac: Cutlass to the Benz, Monte Carlo, Im-pala!
Mannie: DV-to the-DV-to the-DVD, you can HOLLA!
[BABY] (Verse 1:) Fa' sho,
Somehow for so long
Been waiting for you
Seems that I've lost my mind
It's memory decaia
Somehow for so long
Been waiting for you
Seems that I've
like the French say, "Che sera sera"
So let's move on until the day we laying in the casket
With them suits on and I'm so cool that hell is only luke
Yeah that's the price up on that
Twerk so If you lost mine
Watch what you say out your
Mouth while you online
‘Cause them fed boys lock you for a long
And whether you believe it or not, you see us,
So So Def make y'all true believers,
My whole entourage keep it top notch evidently,
We push V's from Bentley
through the hood
Just stopped by to say what's up
And let you know
Your baby boy ain't doing so tough
And even though you passed
Going on four long
that you'd wait
now I hate that I took so long
played around wit' her now she's gone
now my smiles turned to frowns, ups turned to downs
and i
can't condone
Plus it won't be long 'til they send me the dome
Sit gently, while I'm on the Bentley phone
Why you don't like me?
'Cause I'm mad fly
Told her we could be friends long
As the wire was kept first chance she got
She ran and told her friends about the act
Told the story so vividly she
Had
can't condone
Plus it won't be long 'til they send me the dome
Sit gently, while I'm on the Bentley phone
Why you don't like me?
'Cause I'm mad fly
so long, didn't have no choice but to go up (go up)
Pour up, pour up, pour up, pour up, pour up, pour up, pour up (pour up)
Spendin' racks in Neimans
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