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daily bread & sts - 80s mercedes lyrics

[intro/outro]
80’s mercedes i let the top down
black man winning i let the cops down
560 sl before the v-12
smoke lavender leather it got the weed smell
drop 37 racks on it retail
in the light pearl white like you a seash-ll, uh
devils in the details, uh
devils in the jesus take the wheel

[verse 1]
double r fedora steve queen explorer on the right wrist
what aura keep a rita ora that’s a side chick
lionel richie commodores riding to the night shift
pimpen slim b-tch i’ll light your life up like a light switch
i switched straight heathen to straight vegan
but calamari got me john calapari cheating
the games not in your favor the odds ain’t even
i been the underdog n-ggas got me out here eighth seeding
ain’t a reason to stress another reason for sess
i usually given my best when backs against the wall
can’t fall
gotta brawl
that’s the call
of wild
if it’s dog eat dog then f-ck the game doggie style
uncle snoop is on the loop i let the speakers knock
i reminisce like a young corey and pete rock
when my uncle had the camaro with the t-top
ferrari yellow maranello hit the sweet spot
and he use to paint the town red like it’s sheet rock
he turn the key the engine start unlike beatbox
that’s how we got from point a to point b
had a convo with my uncle said the point c
fast women like fast cars
then my unc said yeaa that’s why i got it still parked in the garage
before i met my old lady used to park it in the yard
now i only pull it out after i we go thank god
study’s show a sunday drive is good for your health
collectors say cl-ssic cars a sign of your wealth
between a solution for pollution technological evolution
cars about to drive by them self
won’t need help just say your point a’s point b’s
then hand over them keys baby
that’s a concept i can’t except like the f mercedes
started with 86 caprice box
cl-ssic in the swats like polo shorts and reeboks
converse wit some knee socks
pontiac and t-tops
paint job was cold had at least three coats
i was riding with the homies had at least three folks
felt like player of the year i had at least three votes (but note)
but that got old
and that got sold
and now that goal is something better
sunroof and leather
maybe a drop top
depending upon the weather
but you better understand where the values at
make sure kelley blue book a value that
before you throw d’s on it, blow cheese on it
you wouldn’t buy a van gogh and repaint the trees on it
buy a basquiat then roll some weed on it
it’s the detail in resale value
stuff that you can learn on a youtube how to
but this for all you caught up in the head lights
bubbled eyed talking bout when i get my bread right, ima get a

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