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• Artiste: Eli Sostre
• Titre: College Dropout
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My main condo is brand new I know I'm too hot to handle Prayin', I'm lightin' a candle I know that they want me to lose They couldn't walk in the shoes In the field, had to get that shit movin' From the city, got bitches Houston All that talkin' about won't do shit 'Bout to move out the West I don't settle for less Big house out in Jersey, no Michellin nest Break bread like a real boss or you ain't one I was broke but I got rich with the same ones Say she don't love nobody Brand new car, I'm ridin' I got a stick inside it I got my bitch beside me Say you wanna come and try it Wanna know what thе vibe is I make more than all of my tеachers when I dropped out of college I remember them long nights, I remember them long flights Back then we ain't had nothin' to eat, now this money is nothin' to me I would rather be dead than broke, you would rather be here than home I know I got some room to grow, in the telly, I'm movin' low Why you say you don't love nobody? Brand new car, I'm ridin' I got a stick inside it I got my bitch beside me Say you wanna come and try it Wanna know what the vibe is I make more than all of my teachers when I dropped out of college Oh, woah, woah-woah, ooh, yeah (Yeah) Oh, woah-woah, woah-woah, oh Oh, woah, woah-woah, ooh, yeah (Yeah) Oh, woah-woah, woah-woah, oh