Cedes Benz

[Intro] Can I get some Skittles, some dips, Reese's Pieces, pretzels and a large popcorn? (A large? You got money, he got money, get it all for him) [Hook] Brand new Cedes Benz, Cedes Benz, Cedes Benz Brand new Cedes Benz, Cedes Benz, Cedes Benz Brand new Cedes Benz, Cedes Benz, Cedes Benz [Verse 1] Nigga put me on, now I’m everything I wasn't Got money in these streets, niggas love me like a cousin Word to TMZ, keep it moving, I ain’t budging My mama told me “nigga don’t stop until you bussin" I’m bussin. I'm G, got 'Sace on my jeans A million dollar smile, diamonds wrapped around my teeth And this some nigga shit but you can’t ignore the feeling Leather on leather, suede on the ceiling, on the ceiling, ceiling [Pre-Hook] Brand new Cedes Benz, you can put that on my uncle Pretty black thing, she remind of my mama Red guts over bone, creeping on the come up Talkin' all that shit, I gotta tec-9 for that drama Brand new Cedes Benz, brand new, brand new Cedes Benz Cedes Benz, Cedes Benz [Hook] [Verse 2] Oh Jesus and Jehovah, fuck you in your Rover Got Mary in my shotgun, “oh my God” when I roll up I don’t give a fuck bruh, I don’t give a fuck bruh Money come and go but I guess I wouldn’t know You see miracle on my whip Ketchup on the inside Relish in my pocket nigga You know I’m out that west side And I know them Germans made it I’ve been hooked since the 80's Name my next son Merc And name my next daughter Cedes (Sadie), baby [Pre-Hook] + [Hook x2] [Verse 3] But I could really give a fuck about my Benz though Just like I really give a fuck about your car note Fuck with my girl, come through And you know how I do Yeah, my girl be on ten Then she turn up in my Benz My girl clean in this bitch My girl clean in this bitch Call her Chanel, in Chanel she mean in this bitch These bitches hate it when they see her Bet you thought you was a diva And she should apologize, Baker, Anita Girl clean when she come through in this bitch My girl clean when she come through in this bitch My baby clean when she come through in this bitch These bitches hate it when they see her Bet you thought you was a diva And she should apologize, Baker, Anita [Hook] [Verse 4] Be my confidant, drive this all you want Promise you can back it up, baby you ain’t gotta front We ain’t gotta shift the mood, just keep riding Just tell me what you want baby I’m listening, I’m listening We brand new in that brand new, Christening, we Christening Feels like the first time [Hook x3]