The Game — American Dream
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American Dream The Game03:15
Текст песни: American Dream
American Dream LyricsYeah Bad boy collabo J.R Lets get it Look, its Keyshia Cole and the black Kenneth Cole Black Air One's, all black sole Im 'bout to take control like Janet, dammit Can't stand it So So Def J.D can't handle it Bust shots in L.A., bust shots in New York Bust shots for Big and Pac, puffin' his Newport Crazy shit that happen when you mix rappin' with trappin' Fuck around and get your wig pushed backwards Twist up the Backwoods, blow that then California license plate, you know that Benz I'm focused like a Kodak lens Park my Aston Martin by the garden, tell 'em to hold that thing I'm back in Cali, twistin' up the Cali Palm trees and the breeze make it feel like Maui Guess this how a nigga 'posed to feel When you 29 sittin' on 29 mil I don't make up with bitches, I get me a new Cover Girl One I can trust, no holes inside the rubber girl I fuck all girls, tall ones, thick bitches Drove my car down Broadway, hit switches Been through Queens with 50 and Lamborghins Drove through Texas in a brand new Lexus GS shit, the best shit, I mess wit' The further I go down south, better the sex get But that's me, sippin' on Dom P Blowin' Cali's finest, I don't mean palm trees On three niggas meet me at the bar, bitches Valet cars and come dance with a star Better yet, I'm the american idol Strapped with assault rifles pointed at my rivals My elevator goin' straight to the top, nigga I won't stop Diddy Let's get it Whats a Bad Boy? Same as a goon Before I step in the room you see a sign sayin' "Diddy comin' soon" Haters I'm still dancin' Young, black and handsome Sean Jean 2-piece smellin' better than Branson New York Nicks court-side, nigga, AND1 I can stop making the bands, 'cause I am one New York need me, Cali gave me a star If you don't believe me; Hollywood boulevard You can go there If you ever need the D-I-double D-Y B-A-D B-O-Y Good in any hood, no vest, no .45 Got my man lookin' down on me from Bed-Stuy Angels all around me flyin' over my lambo And I never stop burnin' wax like a candle Hottest nigga on the globe With my yacht on cruise control, in my Louis Vuitton robe, yeah 4
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