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Artiste : Babyface Ray
Titre : Reaper
Unc´ dropped the fent, he overdid it with the carfent
Super ham, doggy far away from bein´ Clark Kent
Chrome on the t-shirt, I think that´s where my heart

Ain´t no water gun, but I´ll pull up, leave the park drenched
Wood full of (Shh), think I´m runnin´ out of oxygen
Young as hell, but I know the game, like I´m Popovich
Megatron, throw the bag up, I ain´t droppin´ shit
Scam star, fluke ID, it say Dominic
Off of ten, probably got a ´script, I could cop a brick (Sheesh)
SBD$M, how I´m not the shit?
Can´t waste time, boy, no matter what, the clock gon´ tick
Chillin´ at the top, my opps at the bottom pissed
Redeye, cut the traction off, I might pop a wheelie
If you made somethin´ out of nothin´, then you gotta feel me

Shit, I don´t know magic, but it look like it
Tryna catch this widebody, it´s gon´ have the hook flyin´
It ain´t take shit, push the pedal and I shook by ´em (Skrrt)
Hit the side street and cut the car off (Man)
Shit, look at me, I´m my neighborhood´s finest (Yeah)
No hat, zero cap, I´m a star, dawg (Zero)

What you know about top down sunset California dreamin´?
What you know about Rolls-Royce back to back like the money team?
What you know about Trackhawks, Hellcats fleein´ from the scene?
Standin´ on go, everythin´ green

That money come in fast, I´m serious
Engine too loud, I ain´t hearin´ it, for a lil´ cream, I´ll experiment
Ayy, find the rock, comin´ for my folks, like Herriott
I know she bad, but she got mines, like Derius
I´m thinkin´ ´bout a brand new Benz, the AMG
I done put two best friends in just two seats
It´s common sense, you don´t work, then you don´t eat
They might think I´m bangin´ Crip, I rock two C´s
Before I go, put codeine in my IV
I hope you know it´s hard out here and harder to leave
Lately, I´ve been scoutin´ these baddies, I´m buildin´ a team

This paper got me doin´ magic, woke up in a dream

What you know about top down sunset California dreamin´?
What you know about Rolls-Royce back to back like the money team?
What you know about Trackhawks, Hellcats fleein´ from the scene?
Standin´ on go, everythin´ green (Yo)

Chillin´ at the Waldorf (Yeah), eleven hundred a night
Press a button, top peel off, I´m lovin´ this life (I love it)
Ask a bitch how she feel, is we fuckin´ tonight? (Where we goin´?)

I was a bad-ass kid (Go), hands covered in white (Go)
Look at me now, I´m froze, neck covered in ice
Look at the kids, they starin´ when I stop at the light (They see it)
Look at the hoes, they see me, they fuckin´ on sight (Real talk)
Ghetto married to the game, threw a bucket of rice (Uh-huh)
Am I in love? Hell yeah, in love with a pint
But she ain´t got her own bag, she ain´t really my type (Go)
I showed love and they stabbed me in my back with a knife (Facts)
I took the knife and cut dope with it, now we alright (Ghetto)

What you know about top down sunset California dreamin´?
What you know about Rolls-Royce back to back like the money team?
What you know about Trackhawks, Hellcats fleein´ from the scene?
Standin´ on go, everythin´ green