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• Artiste: Bones & Lyson
• Titre: Bentley
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If you were to tell me I'd be at where I'm at now Back in Howell, I'd had said, "You in denial now" It's like a fallen star fell into my hands Almost got El a Bentley but he said he like the Benz now Lookin' all around at my team, ain't no friends Just brothers, for my blood, I would take one to the head It's the lord of the dead, it's the prince of the tomb (Tomb) Pimp named Bones, butterfly be the tool (What?) Cristal poppin', smokin' dope in the pool (Pool) Ain't familiar with the game? You can read it on the jewels I love the road but it's nice bein' home The fruits of my labor on the line, hold the phone Weapon in the back (Back), steppin' to the front (Front) Money on my mind, I'ma do just what I want (Want) Bitch you gettin' packed (Packed), fuckin' with the skeleton Get your man sent to hell, fold 'em like I'm mailin' 'em Weapon in the back (Back), steppin' to the front (Front) Money on my mind, I'ma do just what I want (Want) Bitch you gettin' packed (Packed), fuckin' with the skeleton Get your man sent to hell, fold 'em like I'm mailin' 'em (Who is that?) Creepin' out the door, a quick reminder, gotta knock him out Diamonds iridescent, neck and wrist lookin' like a waterfall Soldiers at my beck and call, Bones never fled at all Better tread lightly, road is icy, you might slip and fall Who you think you foolin'? We coolin', pop up and X 'em out You not even a blip on my radar, you're late, now cut it out Hunker down, buckle up, I'ma take you on a ride Hundred days, hundred nights, see you make it out alive BeanNighe, waitin' in the riverbed (Bed) Thinkin' back on life, shit was so simple then Then again, I ain't have much to live for (For) The day I die, I'll find out what I was here for Weapon in the back (Back), steppin' to the front (Front) Money on my mind, I'ma do just what I want (Want) Bitch you gettin' packed (Packed), fuckin' with the skeleton Get your man sent to hell, fold 'em like I'm mailin' 'em Weapon in the back (Back), steppin' to the front (Front) Money on my mind, I'ma do just what I want (Want) Bitch you gettin' packed (Packed), fuckin' with the skeleton Get your man sent to hell, fold 'em like I'm mailin' 'em