I Wanna Benz

YG

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    I wanna Benz, I wanna look good with my friends
    I need my money, that don't ever end
    I wanna blow some bands, and still have some bands
    I wanna be the motherfuckin' man

    Bitch, I wanna Benz, I wanna look good with my friends
    I need my money, that don't ever end
    I wanna blow some bands, and still have some bands
    I wanna be the motherfuckin' man

    Tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds
    Bitch, I’m YG 400
    Tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds
    Bitch, I’m YG 400

    I want a four door Benz that fit all my friends
    So I could pull up on a bitch and tell her: bitch, get in
    Bitch, I want the crib, nobody know where I live
    Cause that’s where I hide all my shit

    Diamonds on my wrist, on my neck and other wrist
    Got damn, look at this
    Oh, she want a kid? She wanna trip when I dip
    Damn, bitch, let me live!

    I wanna be a baller, hit the mall, ring it all up
    It’s ten G’s, ring it all up
    Hit the strip club, we make a mess, she clean it all up
    Black Chyna, clean it all up!

    I do it cause I can, African American
    They never wanted us to have bands
    Do you hear what I’m saying?
    This was not in they plan
    But now a young nigga got bands and...

    I wanna Benz, I wanna look good with my friends
    I need my money, that don't ever end
    I wanna blow some bands, and still have some bands
    I wanna be the motherfuckin' man

    Bitch, I wanna Benz, I wanna look good with my friends
    I need my money, that don't ever end
    I wanna blow some bands, and still have some bands
    I wanna be the motherfuckin' man

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    Tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds
    Bitch, I’m in a 600
    Tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds
    Bitch, I’m in a 600

    I want an all black Benz without no tints
    So you can see the gold glow when the sun shine in
    Put Pirellis on stocks, I don’t want no rims
    Want a big stash spot to put this four-five in

    I want all my niggas ballin' in the fast lane
    Hundred some thick when we pull up to the valet (what?)
    Park and hop out with the mad face
    Cause niggas think shit turned down since the cash came

    Oh, fuck that, heard shots then we bust back (bang)
    Bullet proof everything, you can trust that
    You done it like we done it, I suggest that (why?)
    Cause would you rather be the victim or the suspect?

    Oh, no, I came too forth
    Changed my ways, no, I change my broad
    Chase my change, never change my squad
    And stack 'till I can change my car, cause

    I wanna Benz, I wanna look good with my friends
    I need my money, that don't ever end
    I wanna blow some bands, and still have some bands
    I wanna be the motherfuckin' man

    Bitch, I wanna Benz, I wanna look good with my friends
    I need my money, that don't ever end
    I wanna blow some bands, and still have some bands
    I wanna be the motherfuckin' man

    Tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds
    Bitch, I’m YG 400
    Tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds
    (It’s Fifty, bitch, I keep it one hundred)

    We blew a hunna G’s on some bitches out in Vegas
    It’s YG and Fifty, niggas know they can’t fade it
    She get the seven digits, she could say she hit the jackpot
    Accountants ain’t counting money coming out the crack spots

    Come through in a motorcade, bitch, we shut your block down
    Foreigns everywhere, you know a nigga on top now
    We tipping bitches, stripping, bust it open for a real nigga
    You thinking she won’t, I’m thinking, hell yeah, she will figure

    There’s gonna be a party right after the party
    She may menage with somebody
    Cause we got bitches with us that’s bringing more bitches, get it?
    I bet you your bitch with it, she come through she gon' get it

    This is nothing personal, now why would this be hurting you?
    Bottles poppin', pussy poppin', mollies in the water
    Crazy shit that we be doing with somebody’s daughter
    Have me thinking: Damn nigga, we be out of order
    We turn up too loud, they call the law on us

    I wanna Benz, I wanna look good with my friends
    I need my money, that don't ever end
    I wanna blow some bands, and still have some bands
    I wanna be the motherfuckin' man

    Bitch, I wanna Benz, I wanna look good with my friends
    I need my money, that don't ever end
    I wanna blow some bands, and still have some bands
    I wanna be the motherfuckin' man

    Tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds
    Bitch, I’m YG 400
    Tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds
    Bitch, I’m YG 400

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    Composición: 50 Cent, Yg, Ermias Asghedom y London Tyler Holmes

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