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rob49 – bentley mulsanne lyrics

[intro]
yeah (yeah)
shh, yeah
i know a couple n+ggas who— (thanks, yakree)
yeah (yeah), uh

[chorus]
yeah, i know a couple n+ggas who say they up, but n+ggas lyin’ (them n+ggas lyin’)
i know a couple n+ggas who say they step, but n+ggas ain’t die (them n+ggas ain’t die)
every time the police kick my door, 49 gon’ tell a lie (49 gon’ tell a lie)
i know a couple n+ggas who say they rich, but i don’t believe it (yeah)
brand new bentley mulsanne (woo), back this b+tch in backwards, yeah (yeah, yeah)
and i’m still a trap star, i got my cake up, anime (yeah)
i’m in miami with vibes, girl, look at the sky, i’m dropping the top, yeah (yeah)
i don’t care who n+ggas is, depending the price, i’m copping a knock, yeah (skrrt)

[verse 1]
how you out here hoeing n+ggas? (yeah) beat that box up, sunday, listen (yeah)
i done got my check up on ’em (yeah), all that country sh+t ain’t normal (yeah)
i done see some goofies die young ’cause that street sh+t ain’t for them (yeah)
i think she so bad, but that sh+t dead ’cause i don’t like her brother (yeah)
cosign with them racks on me (yeah)
b+tch, come f+ck me like you need me (yeah)
how you saying, “stop the cap”, but you ain’t practice what you preachin’ (no)
they just tryna beat a n+gga (yeah)
in love with the hoes i’m hitting (yeah)
i heard real ones finally got the ball, well, tell ’em pass it to me (yeah)
yeah, got my cake back up (yeah), got my check up, n+gga (yeah, yeah)
yeah, f+cking groupy sl+ts (yeah) in a maybach truck, n+gga (yeah, yeah)
yeah, before this label sh+t, me and bro ‘nem been had a&rs (yeah)
yeah, i been hustling hard, i made three hundo in a mouth (yeah)
[chorus]
yeah, i know a couple n+ggas who say they up, but n+ggas lyin’ (alright, them n+ggas lyin’)
i know a couple n+ggas who say they step, but n+ggas ain’t die (yeah, them n+ggas ain’t die)
every time the police kick my door, 49 gon’ tell a lie (alright, 49 gon’ tell a lie)
i know a couple n+ggas who say they rich, but i don’t believe it (yeah)
brand new bentley mulsanne (woo), back this b+tch in backwards, yeah (yeah, yeah)
and i’m still a trap star, i got my cake up, anime (yeah)
i’m in miami with vibes, girl, look at the sky, i’m dropping the top, yeah (yeah)
i don’t care who n+ggas is, depending the price, i’m copping a knock, yeah (yeah)

[verse 2]
i ain’t been feeling the same (yeah)
i be feeling like n+ggas wanna see me lose, but calling me “gang” (yeah, yeah)
that sh+t hurt my soul ’cause i show love when n+ggas ain’t (yeah)
i ain’t have a thing i washed my ass in off in the sink (yeah)
b+tch, don’t touch me, i got rank (yeah)
yeah, i wished n+ggas stopped the hatin’ (yeah), ’cause i’m his girlfriend favorite (yeah)
young and rich and turnt, for sure (for sure), i’m balling like a laker (yeah)
how the f+ck you said you bossin’ up, you a f+ckin’ worker? (yeah)
took her out the strip club and turnt her up, man, you done with twerking (b+tch)

[chorus]
yeah, i know a couple n+ggas who say they up, but n+ggas lyin’ (alright, them n+ggas lyin’)
i know a couple n+ggas who say they step, but n+ggas ain’t die (yeah, them n+ggas ain’t die)
every time the police kick my door, 49 gon’ tell a lie (alright, 49 gon’ tell a lie)
i know a couple n+ggas who say they rich, but i don’t believe it (yeah)
brand new bentley mulsanne (woo), back this b+tch in backwards, yeah (yeah, yeah)
and i’m still a trap star, i got my cake up, anime (yeah)
i’m in miami with vibes, girl, look at the sky, i’m dropping the top, yeah (yeah)
i don’t care who n+ggas is, depending the price, i’m copping a knock, yeah (yeah)

- rob49 lyrics

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