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J€AN-MARC - BATMAN текст песни

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альбом: BATMAN


Batman black new Benz no Robin
Racin onda track and the beat just hopped in
Been a little menace like Dennis no Rodman
Whippin in the kitchen but this shit not ramen
Dis shit on fi(re)
Audama shine
Audama money
Out of my mind
Pullin' with hundreds I could never drop dimes
If I pull up on the track I ain't gotta stop sign
Sheesh wait
I'm on one
If she throw it back then I'mma let her pull up shotgun
Pullin' widda crack and I'mma whip it till the pot done
Took a little stack, I'mma flip it till I got one
Milly when i talk funds wheelin' when the drop comes
Used to be a villain now I'm chillin' when the cop comes
Buzzin' with the bands trynna steal 'em how you got stung
Bitch I wanted Benz so I really went and got one
Black Benz
Brand new
I'm runnin' with the money cause I gotta get it ran through
Cuttin' up the green I'm never talkin 'bout no bamboo
You callin' her your Queen I'm the King you the damn fool
Damn fool
Hands full
Couldn't get a handout now I got my hands full
Pocket lookin' fatter it already got my pants full
Drew up my plan I ain't even needa pencil
Black Benz
Brand new
Switchin' on my people what I can't do
Pullin' with a baddie out in Cancun
Yea I know they hate to see me winning but I can't lose
And I can't choose
No I can't pick
What I'm 'bout to rock up on my damn flick
Drippin' like I'm walkin' the Atlantic damn chick
I know that you bad but your friend thick
I'm perked up flexed out
Hit it then we checked out
Came up from the bottom now my people show respect now
Spot him then he got him make you really want a Tech now
Birdie in my coup and yea she wanna get it pecked out
Batman black new Benz no Robin
Racin onda track and the beat it just hopped in
Been a little menace like I'm Dennis no Rodman
Whippin in the kitchen but this shit not ramen
Dis shit on fi(re)
Audama shine
Audama money
Out of my mind
Pullin' with hundreds I could never drop dimes
If I pull up on the track I ain't gotta stop sign
Sheesh wait
Let the haters hate
I'mma keep a hundred but you only rockin' 88
Tuckin' on the Tussin now I'm 'bout to get a belly ache
Shorty brought the cake so you know I gotta celebrate
Spit it so sick but they wonder why I medicate
Whip so slick let it ride and then accelerate
You cappin' on your album I just need to set the record straight
I gotta magic stick, now lil' mama wanna levitate
Ballin' like Magic, they all on my Johnson
Sprayin' on the beat and I aint using a Thompson
Callin' her back in, she all on my conscious
If she wanna dub it then I hit up other options
Bitches they be biddin' on me like I'm in an auction
Purple what I'm sippin' homie 'till I'm feelin' nauseous
Gotta move cautious, never taking losses
How the fuck you real when you movin' with imposters

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