| They don’t understand where I’m comin' from
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| And they don’t understand where I brought this
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| I’m a keep fuckin' these bitches
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| Keep makin' these riches
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| Keep talkin' my money, on the road to the riches
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| But you see us ballin'
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| They hear the screachin' on the pine
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| Drips up in this bezel hole
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| Fuck is on your mind?
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| I’m a keep pushin' new tags
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| Keep makin' these niggas mad
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| Strip club with a half top
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| Tell your friends to kiss my ass
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| They don’t understand where I’m comin' from
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| And they don’t understand where I brought this
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| I’m a keep fuckin' these bitches
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| Keep makin' these riches
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| Keep talkin' my money, on the road to the riches
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| But you see us ballin'
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| They hear the screachin' on the pine
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| Drips up in this bezel hole
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| Fuck is on your mind?
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| I’m a keep pushin' new tags
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| Keep makin' these niggas mad
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| Strip club with a half top
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| Tell your friends to kiss my ass
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| And I’m a keep up with that flow so
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| Keep tough with that potion
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| Nigga beats up if I squeeze up
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| Nigga beezed up when I’m scoaching
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| Now he’s stuck in that coffin
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| He’s G’d up and they lost him
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| He played like you ain’t but to be
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| The best wife is what he done coastin'
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| Now hear you niggas on platin
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| Mixing up my name
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| Tellin' me to come pop 'em and you bookin' up that brain
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| I’m pickin' up these hoes, got these chicks up in my range
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| My pajamas on that PJ roll, splits up on that plane
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| We go
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| They don’t understand where I’m comin' from
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| And they don’t understand where I brought this
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| I’m a keep fuckin' these bitches
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| Keep makin' these riches
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| Keep talkin' my money, on the road to the riches
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| But you see us ballin'
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| They hear the screachin' on the pine
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| Drips up in this bezel hole
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| Fuck is on your mind?
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| I’m a keep pushin' new tags
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| Keep makin' these niggas mad
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| Strip club with a half top
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| Tell your friends to kiss my ass
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| I got my cup in handie
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| Bitch, I need some Rose
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| Get your girl with that…
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| That lot all in my clothes
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| Lettuce in this bitch
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| My mix ain’t got no patience
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| Get money in this faces
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| Get us high but we racin'
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| Bottles pop and we shakin'
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| This is you without about two nations
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| And in my 80 freaky ziky show these blue stations
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| Come and get my man for
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| Don’t forget about them cashons
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| Show off in a demonstration
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| I’ll start my telling dalcation
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| They don’t understand where I’m comin' from
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| And they don’t understand where I brought this
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| I’m a keep fuckin' these bitches
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| Keep makin' these riches
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| Keep talkin' my money, on the road to the riches
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| But you see us ballin'
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| They hear the screachin' on the pine
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| Drips up in this bezel hole
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| Fuck is on your mind?
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| I’m a keep pushin' new tags
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| Keep makin' these niggas mad
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| Strip club with a half top
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| Tell your friends to kiss my ass |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Comin From , by - Jim Jones. Song from the album Vampire Life 2, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп