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chris bands - mercedes lyrics

[hook]
i just hopped out a mercedes (d-mn)
f-ck on that b-tch, she go crazy (d-mn)
i do this sh-t on a daily (what)
i’m the goat like tom brady (yah)
i just hopped out a mercedes
f-ck on that b-tch she go crazy
i just hopped out a mercedes
f-ck on that b-tch she go crazy

[verse1]
i don’t want friends, i want bands
f-cking a b-tch and her friends
my sniper see you through a lens
30 on me, clip extends
you can get hit with a uzi
hollow tips, leave ’em gooey
i f-ck that b-tch cause she boujee
i f-ck that b-tch she a cutie
new rag, yea its gucci
new bag, yea its louis
stay strapped with a toolie
why you kissing on a groupie?
she wanna f-ck in my coupie
she top my up in my 2 seat
she wanna f-ck in my coupie
she top my up in my 2 seat

[verse2]
b-tch, i’m blowing through the racks
all my money coming back
all my money come in stacks
i fell in love with the racks
i don’t ever want her back (nah)
i don’t ever want her back (nah)
you get your money from tax (yah)
florida boy, i’m from jax (yah)
904 where its at
ride in a e-cl-ss
b-tch i don’t need cl-ss
b-tch i need math
all my money do is add
then i spend some cash
then it come right back
then it come right back

[outro}
yah
bands
bands

- chris bands lyrics

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