Gold Alpinas

Dom Kennedy

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    Chromed out Beamers
    Gold Alpinas
    Chromed out Beamers
    Chromed out Beamers, chromed out Beamers

    She just wanna fuck with me
    Cause she know I'm living comfortably
    Her homegirl be tryna fuck with me
    But she ain't never had no luck with me
    Girl I know you're ready for it
    But I'm a make you beg me for it
    You want me, I already know it
    She tell me I can fill that void
    I play that Stevie Wonder "Overjoyed"
    Cause she be making over-noise
    I think I made her blow her voice
    That pussy getting over-moist
    Call me when you wanna see me
    I'm everywhere just come and see me
    I rub it like a fucking genie
    I said I rub it like a fucking genie
    Girl don't fucking tease me
    In this game it's too fucking easy
    I'm in Compton just bumping Eazy
    And these Chucks is so fucking geechi

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    We headed to the top with this
    I told her baby give my watch a kiss
    You know it ain't no stoppin this
    I'm feeling like 2Pac on this
    I fight the urge everyday
    I wanna bite your curves everyday
    You better give this heavy play
    Your ass could make the Chevy scrape
    Water makes the levees brake
    That Rollie with the prezi face
    Your body like a eighty-eighty
    I said your body like a eighty-eighty

    I'm talking chromed out Beamers
    On gold Aplinas
    With the chromed out speakers
    And the chromed out tweeters
    Them chromed out Beamers

    You know I had that 7 series
    Believe it was the 760
    All white with the beige guts
    Slide for my niggas that were caged up
    She know when I'm in stunt mode
    Real hoes know when I'm in stunt mode
    That Rolex rose gold
    Yeah, that Jesus piece hang low
    Them boys doing tax fraud
    Wanna swipe a young nigga black card
    I just bought another black R
    She just had to go and tat "R"
    Random, but I'm in another tax bracket
    Nevermind me, I always fuck her ass backwards
    You know we run this rap game
    I couldn't run a lap on the track mane
    Run the rap game like a trap mane
    Fat nigga, fast money, just the facts man
    Run the rap game like a trap mane
    Fat nigga, fast money, just the facts man

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