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Remember when nigga used to pay bingo? Like yo man, bingo man, that's my call for real Killas don't have no conscience Blat, won't think about it Trap up in them houses Rats, they Mickey Mouses Gats up in their trousers Ma came in and gave me a slap Said she found all that crack under her couches I can't sleep, Fred Kruger in my dreams Call niggas a machines, all ya'll work for me And I'd rather work a triple beam than at Burger King Rob you for your bling bling, give me all your ching ching Flip your pockets from your jeans, make sure I got everything Before I leave, life's a bitch, and we just havin' a fling Man this chrome is like a phone, better answer it when it rings Let it ring 'til it click, empty clip You can smell me and see I've been through some shit With my clique Timbs on, rider game Now these hoes gon' ride the dick It's because of street fame these bitches know what it is They gone say I'm doing my thing when I pull up in that six Lord knows All I ever wanted was a big body Benz, big body Benz SongtexteAll I ever wanted was a big body Benz, big body Benz (And a clean set of rims) All I ever wanted was a big body Benz, big body Benz All I ever wanted was a big body Benz, big body Benz (And a clean set of rims) Pushin' coke and bought them Regals and them large DeVilles Then they got them (?) bitches, I'm like this for real? This me, I want that big Benz with the emblem in the grill Start packin' the steel, lettin' niggas know the deal I want that shit so bad, start thinkin' 'who I got to kill?' That's how a nigga feel when we out there in the field That Glock was pumpin', paper comin', how can niggas chill? Barrel (?) gold teeth, put gold all in my grill Shoot out shit, I rob your bitch, I use her as a shield Shit look at the wheels, whooo look at the wheels Chrome two piece Lorenzos got me lookin' like a mil Peace called, if you wanna talk then later we can build All I ever wanted was a big body Benz, big body Benz All I ever wanted was a big body Benz, big body Benz (And a clean set of rims) All I ever wanted was a big body Benz, big body Benz All I ever wanted was a big body Benz, big body Benz (And a clean set of rims) Sittin' back in my new AMG, smokin' with 2 thou' 15 Golden wrist, few pounds of green Park this shit, shoot down your teams Now it seems, oh so clear through Beams Oh so dope, I lean Fuck you mean? Lucky that you breathe Choke the leaf Focus through my new designer lens Tell her not her friends Beaucoup dollars spent, new jewels line 'em in Too cool time and win I'm on top again You gon' chop me off and 'scuse me out Bullshit you about, front, them Rugers out Face the sword, no risk, no reward Peace talk won't go no where, gets ignored Price you can't afford, white man at your courts Get you more, right here like before Seen it all my life shit end like this Come back filthy rich, still not guilty bitch All I ever wanted was a big body Benz, big body Benz All I ever wanted was a big body Benz, big body Benz (And a clean set of rims) All I ever wanted was a big body Benz, big body Benz All I ever wanted was a big body Benz, big body Benz (And a clean set of rims) Nigga nah mean? Dreams, street dreams, yah feel me? Free PJ, free my lil' homie Chucky, yah know I'm sayin'? Straight up and down, man. Free my nigga [?] just caught 10, yah feel that? Damn, shit real, man We just was all real niggas man, just out here chasin' our dreams, man. Everybody wanna be fly, everybody wanna live flashy. You know I'm sayin'? It's all about feedin' the fam, man. Straight up and down, so we gon' do whatever it takes to get it Aus Songtexte Mania