The Game

The Game - American Dream

rate me

Yeah

Bad boy collabo

J.R

Let's get it

Look, it's Keshia Cole and the black Kenneth Cole

Black Air one's, all black soul

I'm 'bout to take control like Janet

Damnit, can't stand it

So so def J.D can't handle it

Bust shots in LA, bust shots in new york,

Bust shots with Big and Pac, Puff in his new core

Crazy shit that happen when you mix rappin with trappin

Fuck around and get your wig pushed backwards

Pushed off the backboards

Blow dat thing

California license plate, u know that Benz

I'm focused like a Kodak lens

Bought my Aston Martin by the garden

Told em hold that thing

I'm back, king cali

Twistin up the cali

Palm trees and the breeze make it feel like Maui

I guess this how a nigga 'posed to feel

When your 29 sittin on 29 mil

I don't make up with bitches I get me a new Cover Girl

One I can trust no hoes inside the rubber girl

I fuck all girls tall ones, big bitches

Drove my car down broadway, big switches

Been through Queens with 50 and Lambourghins

Drove through texas in a brand new lexus

G.S shit, the best shit, I mess with

The further I go down south the better the sex get

But that's me sippin on Don P

Blowin cali's finest, I don't mean palm trees

Want green? niggas meet me at the bar

Bitches valet cars and come dance with a star

Better yet, I'm the american idol

Strapped with assault rifles pointed at my rivals

My elevator goin' straight to the top nigga I won't stop

Diddy, let's get it

What's a bad boy? same as a goon

Before I step in the room

You see a sign sayin: Diddy comin soon

Haters I'm still dancin, young, black and handsome

Sean Jean 2 peice smellin better than blessin

New York Nicks, courtside, nigga And1

I can stop making the bands, cause I am one

New york need me, Cali gave me a star

If you don't beleive me; hollywood boulevard

You can go there

If you ever need the D.I double D.Y, B.A.D B.O.Y

Good in any hood, no vest, no 45

Got my man lookin down on me from best star

Angels all around me

Flyin over my lambo

And I never stop burnin wax like a candle

Hottest nigga on the globe

Got my yacht on cruise control in my Louis Vuitton robe, yeah

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