letra de cop me a mansion - bsd.u
[verse: remy martin]
r to the ezzy, m to the yzzy
my arms stay breezy, the don stay flizzy
got a date at 8, i’m in the 7-4-fizzive
and i just bought a bike so i can ride ’til i die
with a matchin’ jacket, ’bout to cop me a mansion
my n-ggas in the club, but you know they not dancin’
we gangsta, and gangstas don’t dance, we boogie
so never mind how we got in here with burners and hoodies
listen, we don’t pay admission and the bouncers don’t check us
and we walk around the metal detectors
and there really ain’t a need for a v.i.p section
in the middle of the dance floor reckless, check it
said he, liked my necklace, started relaxin’
now that’s what the f-ck i call a chain reaction
see, money ain’t a thang, n-gga, we still the same n-ggas
flows just changed, now we ’bout to change the game, n-gga
[hook: fat joe]
i said my n-ggas don’t dance
we just pull up our pants and, do the rockaway
now lean back, lean back
lean back, lean back (come on!)
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