| Know a lot niggas run around say they rapping the game homie
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| Know they not like mine
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| I’m the type of nigga that will go out and spend anything on you
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| As long as it’s not my time
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| I’m the smoking weed and chilling and living life like a player
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| I’m the smoking weed and throwing this money all in the air
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| I’m smoking and I’m chilling, I’m drinking and I’m driving
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| I’m partying in Vegas, until the sun rises, you should try it
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| I’m a wake up in the morning, break it down and roll it
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| And let them get a bit of this player shit I’m holding
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| 6 in the morning, she don’t wanna go home
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| I rock the 2 12 with the wood grain on the chrome
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| I let the money talk for me, I don’t answer my phone
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| It’s me and 3 dances heading back to my home
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| I got a shoebox full of cash, new kicks and a bag
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| I spent 22 grand for this shit in my hand
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| I’m into flexing, I got a yellow bone out in texas
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| That loves to send me butt naked pictures
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| Wassup to my cousin in Santa Rosa
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| My girls in Arizona, got a girl in Minnesota
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| She a crazy little stoner
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| I got 3 cribs, 3 big ass houses, kick my shoes off
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| Flat screen, Italian couches
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| Know a lot niggas run around say they rapping the game homie
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| Know they not like mine
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| I’m the type of nigga that will go out and spend anything on you
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| On this is not my type
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| I’m the smoking weed and chilling and living life like a player
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| I’m the smoking weed and throwing this money all in the air
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| 67 impala, double seat frames, figures never a problem in double sweet gain
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| Them channels and sail dead weed,
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| Living with no tripping so inhale that weed
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| See a circle divise and square come in place
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| Slowly minus all they angle, and scale I’m in pace
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| Balance on these bitches, get my palace on these bitches
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| And the swag might shock them, get my dallas on these switches
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| That’s my nigga berner, yeah he keep the burner
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| These hot niggas keep switching, we can feel the
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| It’s shit right here niggas bitches og’s
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| Know a lot niggas run around say they rapping the game homie
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| Know they not like mine
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| I’m the type of nigga that will go out and spend anything on you
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| On this is not my type
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| I’m the smoking weed and chilling and living life like a player
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| I’m the smoking weed and throwing this money all in the air. |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Like Mine , by - Berner. Song from the album Urban Farmer, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп