94 Bentley

Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
 Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
 Brrt
 Burn it down, burn it down, speedin' down ready
 Heaven don't let me down, comin' down heavy
 Brooklyn nigga, ridin' low in the Chevy
 Make this '94 feel like a Bentley
 Fucked up, turnt up, piped up, gripped up
 Turnt up, tryna kill the pain with my sick cup
 Fucked up, turnt up, piped up, gripped up
 Whole block, whole gang prayin', I deliver
 Fucked up, turnt up, piped up, gripped up
 Turnt up, tryna kill the pain in my sick cup
 Fucked up, turnt up, piped up, gripped up
 Whole block, whole gang prayin', I deliver
 (Oh-oh)
 Uncle Munsen in the corner playin' dominoes
 He a genius, trappers never make the honor roll
 Oh, but to me, you're the one though
 Screamin' Rastafari 'til I die, sellin' cocaine gumbo
 I'm just good at playin' dumb
 Young chameleon, seen the Rover with the paper tags
 Spendin' paper racin', tryna get his childhood back
 It's cool, he's back on road
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 Burn it down, burn it down, speedin' down ready
 Heaven don't let me down, comin' down heavy
 Brooklyn nigga, ridin' low in the Chevy
 Make this '94 feel like a Bentley
 Fucked up, turnt up, piped up, gripped up
 Turnt up, tryna kill the pain with my sick cup
 Fucked up, turnt up, piped up, gripped up
 Whole block, whole gang prayin', I deliver
 Fucked up, turnt up, piped up, gripped up
 Turnt up, tryna kill the pain in my sick cup
 Fucked up, turnt up, piped up, gripped up
 Whole block, whole gang prayin', I deliver
 Now they would never stop, even if I fall
 If I ever die, it's nobody's fault
 Just don't let me down, just don't break my heart
 In my '94 Bentley, I'm a fucking star