ฟังเพลงBenz (Explicit)

Song: Benz

Artist: Young Dolph

Lyrics: Young Dolph

Composed: Sosa 808

Sosa 808 got this bitch knockin', nigga, ayy

I just hopped up out that Benz, I just hopped up out that Benz

I just hopped up out that Benz, I just hopped up out that Benz

I just hopped up out that Benz, I just hopped up out that Benz

I just hopped up out that Benz, I just hopped up out that Benz

I just hopped up out that Benz, I just hopped up out that Benz

I just hopped up out that Benz, I just hopped up out that Benz

I just hopped up out that Benz, I just hopped up out that Benz

I just hopped up out that Benz, I just hopped up out that Benz (Skrrt)

Pull up, AMG, Balenciagas on my feet (Big mother****ers)

I feel like God blessed me every time that I sneeze (Bless you)

Trap nigga, but today I'm eatin' Japanese (Beni')

Somewhere chasin' a big bag of money where I be's (Count 'em)

Blue racks, blue racks, that's all that I see (Stacks)

Skip school just to go sell P's and kick it with the G's (Ayy)

Ridin' dirty out in traffic, watch me bob and weave (Watch out)

She got mad at her boyfriend and let me **** up her weave

Huh, ha, bitch, please (Bitch, please)

Left wrist plus right wrist below eighty degrees (Froze), huh

Yeah, I need some skis (You stupid, bruh)

You can't name another nigga cold as me (For real)

I just hopped up out that Benz, I just hopped up out that Benz

I just hopped up out that Benz, I just hopped up out that Benz

I just hopped up out that Benz, I just hopped up out that Benz

I just hopped up out that Benz, I just hopped up out that Benz

I just hopped up out that Benz, I just hopped up out that Benz

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I just hopped up out that Benz, I just hopped up out that Benz

I just hopped up out that Benz, I just hopped up out that Benz

Countin' all this paper got my fingers hurtin' (Gimme that rubber band)

Take a Perky (Take a Perky), pour a dirty (Dirty-dirty)

She thick as ****, I call the girl "Beef Jerky" ("Beef Jerky")

Clown-ass nigga belong in the circus (God damn)

Eighty racks on me, drive-through at Church's (Gimme a two piece)

Them bullshit diamonds, your jewelry box worthless (Get the **** outta here)

Camo outside, inside Hermès (Yeah, yeah)

Was in the trap thinkin' practice make perfect, ayy

Talk shit like Cassius Clay (Damn), ayy

Came up off chronic just like Dr. Dre, huh, ayy (Ayy)

The only thing I did was hustle and pray, ayy (Ayy)

Mannie Fresh was my Jam Master Jay (Yeah)

I just hopped up out that Benz, I just hopped up out that Benz

I just hopped up out that Benz, I just hopped up out that Benz

I just hopped up out that Benz, I just hopped up out that Benz

I just hopped up out that Benz, I just hopped up out that Benz

I just hopped up out that Benz, I just hopped up out that Benz

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I just hopped up out that Benz, I just hopped up out that Benz