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Yeah Yeah Yeah (La Musica de Harry Fraud) I only play old music in my old car Counting new money in my old loft It was a rent or own I fell in love with the spot so I bought Throw them 90 inch Tvs up on the wall My homiey hooked up the Surround sound and he hid the chords Did the surveillance so I could keep an eye on all my cars I Went to Rose crib this nigga rich He got whips in garages organized by colors and shit I was inspired by this I went back to the grind for the first time in years I wrote raps on my flight Kicked it at my house that night got crazy high Thinking bout how I could expand mine Put the team on the same page at the same time Then split up and close in on the game from all sides Crush them motherfuckers Dudes on mushrooms think they touch us without repercussions This work comes with somethin' SongtexteI only play old music in my old car Counting new money in my old loft I only play old music in my old car Counting new money in my old loft I only play old music in my old car Counting new money in my old loft I only play old music in my old car Counting new money in my old loft I played the backseat last saturday In the Rolls reminiscing about how I came up gradually Over time I prayed to God for it but he made me wait Had to condition my spirit so that it wouldn't break Now I'm hella straight Estate behind iron Gates Having my cake and eatin' it too Saying grace thankful for the food Chrome dating on my 62 Sunroof the fresh interior My engine tuned Sunday driver though I slide that bitch on Mondays too Everyday the same to you Once you touch enough loot I only play old music in my old car Counting new money in my old loft I only play old music in my old car Counting new money in my old loft I only play old music in my old car Counting new money in my old loft I only play old music in my old car Counting new money in my old loft Aus Songtexte Mania