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What can I do? It's cost me a lot It's cost me a lot It's cost me a lot It's cost me a lot It's cost me a lot It's cost me a lot Just one of them days A nigga feel like flossin' A Stone Cold Stunna, victim Steve Austin Cool as Drew Breeze, I'm blowing a few G's Just to hear them hoes say he's awesome He's awful, yeah remember when ya fronted on me Pulled up beisde me in that big body and stunted on me Or when the bouncer just announced that it was bottle service only Then he kicked me out the line, yeah he punted on me Well look I'm back bitch, back with an attitude Buying out the bar, cause I feel like this the shit I gotta prove Last year the cashier told me my card was not approved Now I'm tipping the server a hundred to show my gratitude Easy, told you I'd be back baby, I guess you ain't believe me Now I'm living just like the niggas you see on TV VIP feeling like this club oughta thank me I hit the bar just so y'all can see I'm ballin', HD Songtexte(It's cost me a lot) Big chains, big whips with wood grain (It's cost me a lot) My God, my watch make momma think someone might rob (It's cost me a lot) Fast life and till the gas light Copped the type of shit you couldn't get at half price (It's cost me a lot) Look but don't touch motherfucker, think twice (It's cost me a lot) Now I don't love no material things But I'm in love with the feelings they bring I got em like damn (how, how, how he do that) Damn (how, how, how, how he do that) Now I don't love no material things But I'm in love with the feelings they bring I got em like damn (how, how, how he do that) Damn (how, how, how, how he do that) Uh, knee deep in the game, my chain heavy Somebody get the pilot and ask "is the plane ready?" To handle all the weight on my shoulders we taking off Don't wanna meet Aaliyah but yet I can't take it off Cause how I'm supposed to shine without the proper bling Remember when I did a show with Waka Flocka Flame Felt naked cause the boy rocked about a thousand chains Guess we rock a lot of ice cause we got a lot of pain That's 5 hundred years of selling, I'm tryna tell em Jacob the Jeweller is cooler now he a felon Jay put a stamp on the nigga but wouldn't nail him If he could'ntsell him, so what that tell him huh? My chain heavy and my bitches look very thorough Must be the money like dealing with the Jerry curl White Range, call that Motherfucker Larry Bird I got em hanging on every word (It's cost me a lot) Big chains, big whips with wood grain (It's cost me a lot) My God, my watch make momma think someone might rob (It's cost me a lot) Fast life and till the gas light Copped the type of shit you couldn't get at half price (It's cost me a lot) Look but don't touch motherfucker, think twice (It's cost me a lot) Aus Songtexte Mania