Lyrics:
And everybody watchin' when the whips pass by
Now watch the watch how it dance, while I thumb through the bands
Sellin' rocks in my trap, got beaucoup racks in
Well, you've got your diamonds and you've got your pretty clothes
And the chauffeur drives your car
You let everybody know
But don't play with me,
I'm a Mother, I'm a lover
A chef, a referee
I'm a Doctor and a chauffeur, seven days a week
I ain't asking for a medal, yea, I know you work too
funky magic mix+
I had the limousine on hold with the real chauffeur
Ripped the ???? up with Ultra and I felt like Oprah
Girls in flocks and fans in lines
I poured a screwdriver from the car bar
She stared me down From the driver's seat
Spiders of fear creeping up my back
As her eyes crawled over me
By
no it's not a lie, baby girl, it's tha truth
Promise you I ain't tryna be rude 'cause...
Days & nights go by
But still, I always find time just
McGuire on the beat
Only hanging on by one thread
Thoughts of you are spinning around in my head
Baby, if you let me spend one night, yeah
I can
This future is looking awful bright
Shining eyes pointed to the sky
This future kissed by starlight
Keep it going till I die
This future is looking
dark by 4
I determine what is kosher
Now I got a chauffeur
I be moving closer
Got my boy out in motherfuckin' Dover no
Bitch move over
You better bend it
Yeah yeah
Oh
No
Whoa
Takumii 大好き
いつでもオレと一緒でもいいよ
飛行機に乗って一緒で行こう
東京に行って一緒で見よ
Yeah yeah
You can always be right here with me by my side
Hop on a jet
to us this ain't nothing new
Let's get it
I'm driven by the money like a Chauffeur, getting top on the balcony in my Gucci loafers
My bitches taking
came for you Jenova
I kill for you Jenova
I will
I am chosen by the planet
I am chosen by the planet
I am chosen by the planet
Thunder 3 your
Bullet numbers
Cop some guns, fully loaded, small tech
Give you a leverage, hate kill by itself
Praying on my downfall, aim is the mansion
Condo with
furry pants
War paint, circling a duralog
Boar face, devil by his side like a service dog
Schlock purist, watch the block burneth
One o'clock prophets
best suit and my tie
Shiny silver dollar on either eye
I hear the chauffeur comin' to the door
Says there's room for maybe just one more
I was struck by
jail next?"
Not everyone's a shotta, but everybody's runnin' from a coppa
And nobody wants to bait the block up
16, set up by a chick, what a cockup,
sofas
Plug loafers made of cobra
Handle rock like Villanova
Gave him cold shoulders
But the neck colder for them TEC
Toter, get the Lex chauffeur, yo
fo'-fo', cocked? No
My chauffeur driver just left some of my colleagues smoking that Cali
Caught a glimpse of myself in the Barney's shop window
Kinda'
believe in me (believe in me)
Could you hold me down and build me up? No, you can't
Could you pay for these bills all by yourself, let me know if you got
And the chauffeur got the job by actin' cute
He's watching the speedometer and counting your money
And the big white lines make your heart beat funny
In the back
they throw it out
Bentley waiting by the curb I spur it out
Doors don't open they self the chauffeur get out
My exhale made anything a foggy blur
I
Ain't got a whip, I'm just driven by my ambition
Time is money ain't got time for the politicking
All I do is grind never had a pot to piss in
Money
Your extreme makeover no more pain it's all over
A special escort by the great I am the ultimate chauffeur
Lord sometimes we don't understand
Why
than that (More than that)
She so extraordinary and there's more to catch
I'm talkin back seat, no chauffeur (Oh yeah)
By my side like a holster (Oh
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