Credits
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Motheo Lokwe
Begleitgesang
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Motheo Lokwe
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Motheo Lokwe
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Lyrics
(Motwizzy turn it up)
Trust me, I knew that the boy was a faker
The world is my game, you the player, I planned it
Hop out the AVI, we switchin' locations
I pay for the booze, now they callin' me daddy
He wanna hang with the gang, told him "hold all my stuff"
I'm turnin' that boy to my caddy
On the way to the bank, I'm a regular customer
I count the cash, on the way to go cash it
She fuck with my swag, she callin' me classic
She fell in love with my glasses, huh
She fell in love with the Mpatlas, the fabrics
I took a perc with the gang, now we dancin
I hit the kitty one time, start prancin
Told the bitch, get out my face, you demanding
I dropped the perc in the ride, can't stand it
When I was broke, nobody could stand me
Now I got all this cash and I bossed up
I throw all these bands around like I'm Stanley
Round it up, tell me the cost unc
I had to do all this shit for my family
Raise my hand for the bill like I'm callin' a taxi
Broke ass ****, can't stop ranting
AMG coupe, it's metallic
I rap for God and these **** satanic
My chain water wet, just like Titanic
Livin' this life like me, fantastic
Not an engineer, music mechanic
Sip on Henny, yeah I'm startin' to panic, uh
Written by: Motheo Lokwe