As i stare at the ceiling fan, as a fan of these wicked streets
Stop flossing, all you "ballers", fuck your benz, shiny wheels,
Its maybe that, my shoes and this benz,she in it with me
I’m pushing that way where you came out as a baby
That girl’s an alien and if i die before i wake
He buy the benz where acres and crazy real estate
The back of my mercedes benz loop.
Got shit dropped out, don't recoup
Drape'd down n that benz boxxy truck wit oxy cut soft az cotton bunched in a bag
Nigga, don't be nervous nigga, say somethin'; trust me guys, he can rap
Sweet, okay makes sense
You aint driving a benz
Who ain't really had big plans but to drive a shiny benz
Looking for dangerously hot bitches and safe sex
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