letra de my camaro - problem
just woke up, wipe from my eyes, need to roll somethin up. i need to get high as i motherf-ckin can. just realized, hey i’m the f-ckin man. n-gga i’m a god, get up off my -ss and get my move on. b-tch i f-cked last night, badder than a newborn. yeah, my jewelry louder than a bomb, even the haters gotta say, “p, you on?” yeah, i know that sh-t. same year whip, zoom, i flow that sh-t. i make your b-tch say yeah, n-ggas know that sh-t. cause i’m fresher than a b-tch and i flow that sh-t. me, my n-gga think i’m dressed like a trap star. seen a million way before i was a rap star. problem, yeah, causin the commotion. why? because i’m all that, and that’s a motion
heard a n-gga talkin, he say that he gon get you. he say that you a buster and you nowhere near official. i say, “that’s right? that’s what they sayin?” man i don’t know why a n-gga hatin
man this n-gga prolly seen his b-tch in my camaro, his b-tch in my camaro, his b-tch in my camaro. (x2)
that’s right. shout out to my ego, i’m hot as h-ll like tivo. and if you say i’m not, you are lyin like a leo
now get up on it g-lo. ballin, rick patino. louisville slugger, just a mean motherf-cker. only n-gge mean muggin on the scene. thuggin at award shows, saggin with my flag out, lookin for a reason just to pull this f-ckin gat out. che-check it, flat out, we are not the same. i’m real, y’all faker than your chain. eatin good, you can tell my diet changed. four deep, supersport, got me in that diamond lane. sh-t, in that diamond lane, that’s that young money, cash money. i didn’t take it, she gave that -ss to me. so why you mad at me on the receiving end? n-gga hate the song, and they say greedy, yeah
heard a n-gga talkin, he say that he gon get you. he say that you a buster and you nowhere near official. i say, “that’s right? that’s what they sayin?” man i don’t know why a n-gga hatin
man this n-gga prolly seen his b-tch in my camaro, his b-tch in my camaro, his b-tch in my camaro. (x2)
that’s right. diamond screamin from the lighter chain. got these n-ggas on twitter tryin to cyberbang. tell em like, let me catch that boy, mike scypes. i ran up on him, all he wanna do is eye fight. heh, god d-mn i love my life. i wake up and do whatever i like. i ain’t even gonna rap no more like, i’m tired
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