| Yeah, uh
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| Too many dickriders, not enough trendsetters, I spend cheddar
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| On Coogi men sweaters, rugers for the vendettas
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| These niggas been hatin', so pussy they menstruating
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| Fly nigga with thin patience, Ben Franklins
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| Rain on bitches when they droppin' their thongs
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| It’s the god, when they play this, Flex drop me a bomb
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| Never joined a band but I went and got me a drum
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| Hunnid rounds to your face when the ox in my palm
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| Salute to statin', If they ain’t heard of Benton, you should slap 'em.
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| Man, woman and child go buy the fucking album
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| Sneaker addict, I stay killing shit, Grim Reaper at it
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| Pardon me, don’t mean to be dramatic
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| Y’all niggas fake like the easter rabbit
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| A line of coke will make me see sporadic
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| Detail the whip tell 'em to clean the fabric
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| Uhh, I’m going back to Cali
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| She too ghetto for that five star, took that hoe to Rallys
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| I got that bitch the number 2
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| Mink Coat Killa tell them pussy ass niggas that they summer’s through
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| I might perform at bonnaroo
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| Ooh, Piss on your grave, real niggas will never honor you
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| Blaow, Sarah connor let the llama loose
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| Ay rest in peace niggas salute pour out 100 proof
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| Yeah, I’m just talking my shit, fuck this shit, let me go again
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| My goons rip the draco
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| Blunts top me off a Winnebago
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| I take my bitch shoe shopping on Rodeo
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| It’s all about the pesos, money talks case closed
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| Real niggas never break oaths
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| Death threats will make 'em holler' peace
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| Tommy wearing breakers cream wallabies
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| Fuck y’all apologies
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| Bullets in the back of the king’s head
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| I don’t respect a nigga that would steal from his family because he need bread
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| The people still need water in Flint
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| And they worry bout' the border, nigga, Karma’s a bitch
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| Bless the kid that gotta grow up like, «My father’s a snitch.»
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| King Benton, I probably got your broad on my dick
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| Ugh, I’m slick like Micheal Jackson’s loafers
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| Mud on my kicks says motherfuck ya sofa
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| I walk out the crib like «Where the fuck the chauffeur?»
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| My lil' one hold a pistol like motherfuck the holster, nigga
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| Goddamn man
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| I’m just talkin' my shit, man
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| Mink Coat Killa man
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| I appreciate y’all niggas for tuning in
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| 8Track on the beat
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| Spitzwell on the muthafuckin buttons and shit
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| It’s the God baby
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| You see the way this muthafuckin mink fit
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| And you never met a nigga with hundred thousand dollar minks on his bad bitch
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| 30 thousand dollar minks bitch
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| You know what I’m saying, bitch?
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| Do something with yourself you funky dog-faced bitch
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| Lord Benton
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| Church |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song $30k Mink , by - Jarren Benton. Song from the album The Mink Coat Killa LP, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп