Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Scraper with the Rims, artist - Rexx Life Raj. Date of issue: 20.04.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Scraper with the Rims |
| Na-na, na-na, na |
| Na-na, na-na, na |
| Na-na, na-na, na |
| We’ve been good at makin' money, not so good at makin' friends |
| Make some, no whip, just scoop up my lady friends |
| And people make excuses but that don’t really makin' sense |
| We gon' slide on 'em, that’s just scraper with the rims |
| Skr-skurr-slide, we gon' skr-skurr-slide |
| Skr-skurr-slide, we gon' skr-skurr-slide |
| Skr-skurr-slide, we gon' skr-skurr-slide |
| Skr-skurr-slide, we gon' skr-skurr-slide |
| 'Member when I used to mob the |
| 'Member when I used to rock the cornrows |
| 'Mmber when I used to hit th school house |
| Hell of weed inside my gym balls |
| 'Member when I used to rock the |
| Leave the stick all right on my chest |
| Mama left the pitch in right on the refrigerator, I was a mess |
| I said I will be lit one day (One day) |
| I will be this one day (One day) |
| I knew the same ones who laughed at me would be pissed someday |
| There were no room for your feelings, put them shit away |
| But I did that fuck shit in my memory bank, ayy |
| Now I’m out here lit, yea |
| Turned me in to a Rexx, ayy |
| Went for fuckin' in so I fuck her on her desk, ayy |
| I step out and I flex, ayy |
| You’re only cool on the net, ayy |
| Niggas don’t wanna be cool with me as cool I know I’m a dread, ayy |
| Used to mobbin' that (Mob) |
| Swingin' like a Corvette, ayy |
| Swingin' like when we used to throw hands 'cause niggas ain’t come correct, ayy |
| They be ridin' in them waves, ayy |
| You do whatever comes next, ayy |
| That’s what we did for my nigga, I say this with prospect |
| We’ve been good at makin' money, not so good at makin' friends (Not good at |
| makin' friends) |
| Make some, no whip, just scoop up my lady friends (Scoop up my lady friends) |
| And people make excuses but that don’t really makin' sense (That shit don’t |
| makin' sense) |
| We gon' slide on 'em, that’s just scraper with the rims |
| Skr-skurr-slide, we gon' skr-skurr-slide |
| Skr-skurr-slide, we gon' skr-skurr-slide |
| Skr-skurr-slide, we gon' skr-skurr-slide |
| Skr-skurr-slide, we gon' skr-skurr-slide |
| Slide on them niggas flexin', I show my ass cheeks |
| Never lookin' at the rear view, food on the |
| This for everyone who doubted me if they ask |
| Niggas hangin' out the window when we roll past |
| We gon' stun off like we 'posed to |
| Why I got so many friends now? |
| I don’t know you |
| I’m just out here doin' everything that I told you |
| My nigga there’s a battle for your mind, don’t let 'em control you |
| Don’t let 'em control you |
| I’m out here runnin' that cardio |
| Trappin' in your |
| We out here runnin' that |
| We don’t got time for another bowl |
| Too many places I gotta go |
| Hop on the plane, I’m like «Adios» |
| I’m just doin' everything that I said I’d be doin' when I was a |
| Used to mobbin' that scraper |
| Now we lookin' at a black tint |
| Think that we never would make it |
| Until I had all of my black friends |
| Count the money with my rap friends |
| One time, bitch, we tapped in |
| Every move make a classic, but nigga should know |
| We’ve been good at makin' money, not so good at makin' friends (Not good at |
| makin' friends) |
| Make some, no whip, just scoop up my lady friends (Scoop up my lady friends) |
| And people make excuses but that don’t really makin' sense (That shit don’t |
| makin' sense) |
| We gon' slide on 'em, that’s just scraper with the rims |
| Skr-skurr-slide, we gon' skr-skurr-slide |
| Skr-skurr-slide, we gon' skr-skurr-slide |
| Skr-skurr-slide, we gon' skr-skurr-slide |
| Skr-skurr-slide, we gon' skr-skurr-slide |