Jimmy Johnson - Ferrari Arcade - Tekst piosenki, lyrics - teksciki.pl

20.11.2014

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[Intro] (Ferrari Startup) [Chorus] Red Ferrari, Blue Mercedes I bet you knew I'd make it Ever since you knew me baby [Verse 1] My new estate Is filled with all the newest latest My bank account, amount Like all I do is save it I'm spendin' old money At my newest haven The reason why I keep on sayin quit complainin This could be us girl But you keep on playin' Just give it up girl I swear I'll make you famous I'll make you, make a killin' You could make a million We'll be major billin' Once you wit it, more than willin' That's when you'll really get it But you don't really get it Can't believe I need to say That there's no easy way Name a game that's free to play When you at the Arcade Rari, wit the dark suede Peanut butter parfait Only feed it beetle juice 91 and need a boost Heavy metal, bullet proof It's sunny out, so fuck the roof Fuck the roof Yo, Fuck the roof Matter fact, destruct the roof [Chorus] Red Ferrari, Blue Mercedes I bet you knew I'd make it Ever since you knew me baby [Verse 2] My jeweler made it So my wrists' illuminated So now I keep a stainless Cause I know you dudes are hatin' Its like I got the fuckin' Blue Magic Jimmy in the new Wagon Swervin' through the new traffic And I'm rockin' all the newest fashions Even got the Gucci glasses Plus I got the boots to match em' Yeah, my nigga cop'd a Cadillac Like nigga who is you? Say that shit so matter fact Shorty in the Subaru Hoop Rings Lookin Like some Hula Hoops My Ex girl turn into such a Buggaboo But whats a Buggaboo? A bitch that won't stop buggin' you That's when you really got the Juice Now I got the M4 Cause I heard that you a Nympho Fuckin' in them foreigns Cause they Benzo's Gotta do some more for the Enzo Please don't let your friends know [Chorus] Red Ferrari, Blue Mercedes I bet you knew I'd make it Ever since you knew me baby (x3) [Interlude] Told the ho She'll make it if she sold her soul Silver crown, Silver Rari And some yellow gold She killed a whole 5Gs Just to fill the hole She hella cold Designer clothes with the leather toes Made me turn, Admired her Now I want to hire her I see the other side of her She wanna get up outta here Cause she can do better A young Hugh Heffner Put her in the center fold Right next to my other ho [Outro] (Ferrari startup, launch, and acceleration)
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