Sha Da God - Mercedes-Benz

Everybody drives in a fast car, fast Model in the seat, five stars, money is Me when
We see God, been waiting patiently, Time to go
Everybody drives in a fast car, fast Model in the seat, five stars, money is Me when we see God, been waiting Patiently, time to go
Mercedes Benz, Mercedes Benz, Mercedes Benz, Mercedes Benz, Drive a fast car, Benz, Mercedes Benz, Mercedes Benz, Mercedes Benz, nigga, five stars

Something you've never seen before, looking like flying doors, bad bitch Don't need more, thank God, praise The Lord
Benz, half a million, million dollar, Customized Benz, chain swing to the Floor, customized tens, my friends Need them more, so I customized Them
I paid a grid, motherfucker
Everybody drives in a fast car, fast Pad model in the seat, five stars, Money is me when we see God, been Waiting patiently, time to go

I show you how it go, we getting Money, you don't know, peep the Chain and I'm wearing it, look like Winter when it's snow
Five star these bitches, when we Eating at the show, I make 50 grand In minutes when I'm spitting what I Know
The bottom one's too hard, as I climb They say, too much hands on my Back, if I fall they say, no
The problem with dismiss, my team Is starving, we ain't kitten, got all my Dogs on me, couldn't leave out all my Kittens

What's wrong with these cats, cuz These bars are small as Satan, been Through jail half my life, in the yard, Got the pension
Half the world gon' see me, sell these Units like I'm pension, cuz my music Is drugs and the fiends needs to listen
AMG switching seats will hug you When you sitting thinking I can't Even drive, I was never bought this Mission
Counting papers, shitting them toilet Paper I used to licking, money Everywhere in my backyard while I'm fishing

The pool for the swimming in our House, near the kitchen, the ceiling That I got, it's like stars is gone Glistening
Listen niggas hating on the low, why You clocking me faux, niggas do it all The time when they not getting Dough
I'm fat cause I'm gaining all the Chickens that I'm chasing, the car That I drive you will think that I'm Racing
Mercedes or the Beemer, Maserati's What I know, the shit that you drive, This shit is too slow

I'm getting to this money, oh the Money I'm keeping getting it, MY Back yard is a zoo, got some tigers And some elephants
Couldn't never hold me down when Shit was a selling day, keep trying Bitch you will never get even a piece Of this
Everybody drives in a fast car, had a Model in the seat, 5 stars
Money is me when you see God, Been waiting patiently time to go Hard

Mercedes Benz, Mercedes Benz, Mercedes Benz, Mercedes Benz
Drive fast car Benz
Mercedes Benz, Mercedes Benz, Mercedes Benz
Nigga 5-star

Mercedes Benz, Mercedes Benz, Mercedes Benz, Mercedes Benz

Written by:
Lloyd Dias

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