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I got no love for a hater, no respect for a buster My lil bitch she a dime, that's one lil bad motherfucker Always been hungry, even after the meetings Did a lot of shit when I was young, I hope god forgive me Took a lot of chances, hurt a lot of feelings Dodged a lot of cases Bad bitch didn't want shit from me but penetration Chasing a hundred M's but I'm starting to get impatient Benjamin Franklin my favorite I stay fly in the latest, yeah yeah These millions getting contagious Half a million dollar coupe look just like a spaceship When she with me all we do is go shopping and take trips Eddie Cane, Eddie Cane, Eddie Cane (yeah yeah) Eddie Cane, Eddie Cane, Eddie Cane (yeah yeah) Eddie Cane, Eddie Cane, Eddie Cane (yeah yeah) Gang (gang), gang (gang), gang (gang), gang (gang) Whole lot of drugs, whole lot of bitches I'm a rockstar, fuckin' popstars Everybody run when you see that squad car Soon as they leave everybody right back on the block Fuck 12 The neighborhood hot but they still catching sales Every time I perform I feel like I'm Eddie Cane SongtexteBitches screamin' loud, throwin' they panties on the stage I got water 'round my neck and on my wrist You got diamonds but they ain't hittin' like this I roll up a blunt when I get tired of my bitch Big old diamond rings, it come with the fame Eddie Cane, Eddie Cane, Eddie Cane (yeah yeah) Eddie Cane, Eddie Cane, Eddie Cane (yeah yeah) Eddie Cane, Eddie Cane, Eddie Cane (yeah yeah) Gang (gang), gang (gang), gang (gang), gang (gang) Aus Songtexte Mania