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Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeBean (Kobe) (Feat. Chief Keef)
(Yo, Pi'erre, yo, Pi'erre)In my triple cup, that's two times twoMan, this shit darker than a wonton soup, ayyYeah, my eyes red, but I'm no DamuIf you gon' run it up, that's so on youYou know I'm ballin', usual like Kobe (24)Ooh, worried 'bout a hater that don't know meHe say that he tough, then that boy gotta show mePull up Bentley truck, extra poles, and we four deep (Bah)Say my name three times like I'm Tony (Tony, Toni, Toné)Diamond VVS, I put baguettes all on my RollieI ain't never believe nothing that you told meThese niggas keep sneak dissing, they turned me to my old meBefore I had these mils, I was oh so lonelyRunnin' 'round in Philadelphia only with my 40I ain't never been a phony (No way)You be gettin' bands? Hardly, yeahI just fucked your bitch, sorry, ooh (I'm sorry)Man, I put that on my shawty, oohFight me, we're not scared, sorry (I'm sorry)No, I'm not here for no games, Atari (No way)Diamonds, they hittin' like water, ooh, starbeam, yeahRockstar life be callin' (Callin')Don't want that girl, she stallin', she stallin' (Oh, oh)Big ol' foreign whip, ooh, I can't park it (Ooh, no way)I'm from outer space, ooh, in a starship (Ooh)Thick ol' foreign bitch, ooh, that's my target (Ooh)Ten bands, what you say? Ooh (Ooh)Ten bands for my Chanel carpet (Alright)Rockstar life like watch this (Okay)Young nigga slick like margarine (Huh?)Lost your bitch in Starlet's (Jeez)AP, Muller, my RollieAP, Muller, my RollieAP, Muller, my RollieAP, Muller, my RollieAP, Muller, my RollieAP, Muller, my Rollie(Bang, bang)AP, Muller, my Rollie (Woo)AP, Muller, my RollieAP, Muller, my RollieAP, Muller, my RollieAP, Muller, my RollieAP, Muller, my RollieAP, Muller, my Rollie (That's two times two)AP, Muller, my RollieJust pulled up with me (Huh?)Doin' one-sixty (Skrrt)The bitch staring at meGot real big titties (Sos', baby)What's in my jeans? Them real big fiftiesFlight after flight (Beep)Hittin' real big citiesFrom the sandbox, yeah, my brothers is with me (Mhm)If they give me a bond, I'm comin' to get me (Let's get it)And in the club (Let's get it)We snuck the semi (Bang)Cup, dawg, it ain't RémyI can feel the envyIn my triple cup, that's two times twoMan, this shit darker than a wonton soup, ayyYeah, my eyes red, but I'm no DamuIf you gon' run it up, that's so on youDisrespect the gang, and we stall on you, heySend them Trackhawk shots, don't get called on you (Bang, bang)Bring my belt, better have that coat on you, ayy (Gang, gang)Marry that guap, you know I doAP, Muller, my RollieAP, Muller, my RollieAP, Muller, my RollieAP, Muller, my RollieAP, Muller, my RollieAP, Muller, my Rollie(Bang, bang)AP, Muller, my Rollie (Woo)AP, Muller, my RollieAP, Muller, my RollieAP, Muller, my RollieAP, Muller, my RollieAP, Muller, my RollieAP, Muller, my Rollie (That's two times two)AP, Muller, my RollieOohYoom
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