Lyrics:
to rappin' when there ain't no coke
Where the money nigga
Cop 44 where I live at
Probably get the whole load if you get it back
Fish scale when snapped rented
you gutted
When the Roc Boys in the house, open bar
We got it covered!
You just gon' fake it 'til you make it, huh?
Rented houses on MTV, you tapin'
of mackin' got these here niggas rentin' hoes
Hustle backwards, movin' mom into a rented home
You got some money, homie, but you did it wrong
You think
have that
How many people you cats, plan to kill in your raps
Cause the ice and Maybach, your label rented that
When the video is over, you gotta give
a star,
Cos I wear my rented blazer,
And I step out my rented car.
A little girl with a pen ran up to me and said ?I know who you are?
But when I gave
a star,
Cos I wear my rented blazer,
And I step out my rented car.
A little girl with a pen ran up to me and said ?I know who you are?
But when I gave
flaws
No more rented empty cell
No more living so: No more hell!
No more
One more nightmare, one more crime
One more craving, one last time
One
have that
How many people you cats, plan to kill in your raps
Cause the ice and Maybach, your label rented that
When the video is over, you gotta give
Nigga, we be moving pure snow
That's what all these hoes wanna know
'Are all these cars really yours
Are they rented bro?'
'Yes all these cars are really
not a zombie
No, I’m not a zombie.
At a rented desk
In a rented room
It’s all temporary
I’m just passing through
On these borrowed streets
In my
brand new whip, can't lie, it's rented
Probably thought it was mine how
The bitch came tinted
Five percent, can't see shit in it
I say my nigga ride with
to shoot 'til it clickin'
I want you to pull out your blicky
None of my cars be rented
I'm fuckin' these broads up in 'em
Hundred thousand in my denim
YOUR GONNA FIND YOUR HONEY ON THE OTHER SIDE OF TOWN IN A RENTED DOUBLE WIDE WITH SOME OLE BOY THAT'S GOT NOTHING BUT TIME SLOW DOWN AND SMELL
back down to my upstreat apartment
The air never works in that old place
27 I thought I'd be
Farther long then just this rented space
I got no papers
She take off all her makeup, now your bitch super creepy
We gon' spend it up
I got all these cars parked outside, you think we rented 'em
Runnin'
Billionaire sport, step up to the court
They rented a room, we bought the resort
God got me, baby, God got the children
The devil run the playground, but God
The coroner with a storage bin rented
To store them in and the torsos of forty women reported missin'
Distorted, twisted, this isn't no storybook ending
This
love
With darling Lorraine
All my life, I've been a wanderer
Not really, I rented a room in my parents' place
Anyway, so anyway
Lorraine and I got
(brr-brr)
Fuck you in a sentence (rah, rah, rah, rah)
See you in a minute, I see you in a minute
I see you in a Rolls and it's rented (rolls)
Nigga tried
expected, I thought your jewels was rented
But they wasn't, so run it, cousin
I could chill, the heat doesn't
Ran up in your shell about a dozen
You never
day (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I drop my top, I go outside
Once I'm live we all go live (it's lit)
Jump, jump, jump, all day
Foreign cars ain't rented
Bulletproof windows is tinted, my nigga, while all your shit rented
You should rent it from me 'cause I crash as soon as I spin it
That's why they bring all
I'm discontented with homes that are rented so I have invented my own.
Darling this place is a lover's oasis where life's weary chase is unknown.
true
And take you to some rented room
But when the blinds are drawn
Another angel will fall
I guess it's in your blood
One love just ain't enough
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