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andre nickatina and mac dre - color of the benz lyrics

[chorus: x2]
i wear my air jordan’s with my anchor blue jeans
i like to spread my wings when i’m out on the scene
who can break me down on a triple scale beam?
the color of the benz same color whip cream

fly away, cologne fills up your hallway
and i’m a strike it on the i-180 south like all day
i dress sharp like the nation of islam so i shop like somebody that personally knows god.
your boyfriend, freak is boo boo to rabbit
he really need to kick that dope habit, it’s lookin’ tragic.
i get my hair done, i let the curls whip
and then i make a call to see what the girls get.

[chorus x2]

you want that, man do you like how i flaunt that
because i knew i’d go to jail or h-ll if i bought that
man like a court case caught that
and like a boxer in vegas to box yo i fought that
i like steak and potatoes, ice cream gators
i neva say nothin’ yo to none of my neighbors
i do it like parliament, don’t get wet
i do it like a gambler, make that bet
i cash that check ’cause the money looks betta
some like g’s, but i like chedda
phat farm sweatas, d&c leather and shootin’ my mouth off like a beretta

[chorus x2]

pretty bartender, can i get another shot of that hughe
she was tall enough to make a ball team
she said she neva met me it was like a pipe dream
i blazed through the crowd yo and neva got seen
then i sat down on a white couch, made it all official
it’s poppin like a pistol in a missile
a picnic basket, man call me yogi berra
man andre nickatina from the ronald reagan era.

[chorus x2]

- andre nickatina and mac dre lyrics

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