So i'mma push it to the end and take quarters on shots
Dreams of giant mansions, diamonds chains, 8 or 9 cars,
I won’t be bragging ’bout my cars
When bret hart meet brett farve
Yeah, fancy cars, big bodies and fresh kicks
The white boy sees this as a clearance, now its
Will only go for guys with mercedes,
E-t-i-h, w's, double d's on her knees
And i'm still hurtin over pops
I feel like i got fifty cars
4-3... yea, remember that please
I drive a mercedes
She pretty but she insecure as baby-mother scars
That look in his mama's eyes, he was traumatized by police cars,
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