Standing On Ferraris (feat. Diddy)

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I put that on Piru
 Yo Game, let's go
 I've been shot stabbed, left for dead
 Walked through every hood in LA, bandana on my head
 Guarantee that shit was red
 Machetes and them choppers out
 Bitches with their knockers out
 I done fucked 'em all, that's why I'm standing on Ferraris, nigga
 From the corner playing lookout to kitchen cookouts
 Yeah, that's why I'm standing on Ferraris, nigga
 In a 64, 6'5, too big for a Bugatti
 That's why I'm standing on Ferraris, nigga
 Ran the west for a decade nigga, check the bio
 Gave you Cincinnati fitteds like I get it in Ohio
 Autographs on the vinyl made the Lamb albino
 Straight away in the Wraith, that's a Peyton Manning spiral
 You lookin' at your idol, Jesus wrote the Bible
 Yeezus, that's my Nike town rival
 Dare a nigga try me now, like why me now
 Lookin' for Red Octobers, I will tie him down
 Stay laced, spit nothin' but based, yeah
 All my shit bump like Craig Mack face
 Ask your favorite bitch how my dick taste
 Ask your neighbor's bitch how my dick taste
 Don't take orders, I dictate
 Get your shit straight, dickface
 Perpetual Rollies with the big face
 I got 'em lovin' the movement
 Beard so long, I'm feelin' like Rick Rubin
 I've been shot stabbed, left for dead
 Walked through every hood in LA, bandana on my head
 Guarantee that shit was red
 Machetes and them choppers out
 Bitches with their knockers out
 I done fucked 'em all, that's why I'm standing on Ferraris, nigga
 From the corner playing lookout to kitchen cookouts
 Yeah, that's why I'm standing on Ferraris, nigga
 In a 64, 6'5, too big for a Bugatti
 That's why I'm standing on Ferraris, nigga
 Top floor at the Biltmore
 Say they want a war, shit, that's what I'm built for
 Loungin', Miami with the eye candy
 Bitches names Sandy and Bambi, my exes can't stand me
 God blessed the nigga with more swag than Jigga
 More hoes than Trigga, Trigga no, that's my nigga though
 Figure four down, Figueroa
 Rick Flair Phantom
 All red flannel, niggas don't hit me though
 Spit on models, R.Kelly, piss on the center fold
 Ever since Doc showed me a billion in a envelope
 Love Jimmy, fuck Interscope
 I'm a don, walk outside, naked, Cuban cigar and Louboutins, huh
 Shit on my lawn, snakes in the grass
 I hear 'em slitherin' and hissin' whenever I pass
 Ridin' 'round in somethin' French; Khloe Kardash'
 Two-hundred on the dash, that's your ass
 I've been shot stabbed, left for dead
 Walked through every hood in LA, bandana on my head
 Guarantee that shit was red
 Machetes and them choppers out
 Bitches with their knockers out
 I done fucked 'em all, that's why I'm standing on Ferraris, nigga
 From the corner playing lookout to kitchen cookouts
 Yeah, that's why I'm standing on Ferraris, nigga
 In a 64, 6'5, too big for a Bugatti
 That's why I'm standing on Ferraris, nigga
 Yo, this nigga Game bought me a motherfuckin' red Ferrari for my birthday, nigga. (I put that on Piru) Told me I was honorary. (Put that on Piru) I said, nigga, I'm with whatever with this motherfuckin' red Ferrari, nigga. Yeah, I'll take it. Nigga, Game givin' out red Ferraris for no reason, it was just a Tuesday. A motherfuckin' Tuesday. Niggas said happy Tuesday, Puff. Now that nigga wanna stand on my Ferrari every day. Now that nigga wanna stand on my motherfuckin' Ferrari all the time. Drivin' down the street with Hype Williams shootin' a video. We ain't even shootin' a video, we just motherfuckin' ridin' down the street, this nigga got Hype Williams shootin' and shit. See this what happens when that east meets west, we get together, know what I'm sayin'? Say fuck the rest, we start partyin' and bullshittin', havin' a good time, throwin' pool parties and shit. Niggas start buyin' niggas from the east coast Ferraris and shit, shit all good, red Ferraris at that, nigga. Shit, ain't got no time for no other shit, I just got time to get this motherfuckin' money man. Get this money with me man. So that's what we decided to do so now we gettin' more money than anybody and everybody. And the only color that we motherfuckin' at the end of the day gonna beef over is that motherfuckin' green motherfucker
 

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04:11
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112 BPM

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