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Yeah 70's movie shit Jump in the cab, tell 'em yo follow that car right there Yeah yeah yeah Yeah yeah yeah Eastside Uh Do rag on my waves, money on my mind We pull out new things in the summertime One by one in a line then they all shine One by one in a line and they all mine Standing in my driveway I'm trying to decide Which one to drive this shit always take me so much time Convertible or the hard top coupe Starlit ceiling or maybe a sunroof I done spread loot on this from the minute that I got in it Rim it up but I never tint 'em Paid out, don't lease or rent 'em I own it if you seen me in it That's word to my homie Fendi Roll down the window and tell that bitch she need to get with it Its scratch, we can't be missing SongtexteDo rag on my waves, money on my mind We pull out new things in the summertime One by one in a line then they all shine One by one in a line and they all mine Do rag on my waves, money on my mind We pull out new things in the summertime One by one in a line then they all shine One by one in a line and they all mine Do rag on my waves, money on my mind We pull out new things in the summertime One by one in a line then they all shine One by one in a line and they all mine None of this was given, this was all grind Aus Songtexte Mania