Rap Star [Explicit]
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I was born a rapper's son from Atlanta
Pimpin' hoes when I was five years old
We had plenty of Cristal and a Bentley
'Cause that's just how we always liked to roll
We didn't mind showin' off our bling-bling
Our golden teeth and our Cadillac Escalade
The bitches shake their booty when they pass by me
And as I smoke my Cuban Tree, I've got it made
I'm livin' fat and I'm livin' large
Throwin' leg in my Bentley car
And my P.O. said that I won't get far
Being the son of a rap star
Chillin' at the club with my homies
Sippin' on gin and juice when my boo walks past
You better step on off and not be frontin'
Or else I'll bust a cap off in your ass
I'm my baby's daddy and his I'm a ma
Don't ask me, that's all you need to know
His pajamas are made by Gucci and Versace
'Cause that's just how we always liked to roll
I'm livin' fat and I'm livin' large
Throwin' leg in my Bentley car
And my P.O. said that I won't get far
Being the son of a rap star