Letra Scraper with the Rims par Rexx Life Raj

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We've been good at makin' money, not so good at makin' friends
Make some [?], no whip, just scoop up my lady friends
And people make excuses but that don't really makin' sense
We gon' slide on 'em, that's just scraper with the rims
Skr-skurr-slide, we gon' skr-skurr-slide
Skr-skurr-slide, we gon' skr-skurr-slide
Skr-skurr-slide, we gon' skr-skurr-slide
Skr-skurr-slide, we gon' skr-skurr-slide

'Member when I used to mob the [?]
'Member when I used to rock the cornrows
'Mеmber when I used to hit thе school house
Hell of weed inside my gym balls
'Member when I used to rock the [?]
Leave the stick all right on my chest
Mama left the pitch in right on the refrigerator, I was a mess
I said I will be lit one day (One day)
I will be this one day (One day)
I knew the same ones who laughed at me would be p*ssed someday
There were no room for your feelings, put them sh*t away
But I did [?] that f**k sh*t in my memory bank, ayy
Now I'm out here lit, yea
Turned me in to a Rexx, ayy
Went for f**kin' in [?] so I f**k her on her desk, ayy
I step out and I flex, ayy
You're only cool on the net, ayy
n***as don't wanna be cool with me as cool I know I'm a dread, ayy
Used to mobbin' that [?] (Mob)
Swingin' like a Corvette, ayy
Swingin' like when we used to throw hands 'cause n***as ain't come correct, ayy
They be ridin' in them waves, ayy
You do whatever comes next, ayy
That's what we did for my n***a, I say this with prospect
We've been good at makin' money, not so good at makin' friends (Not good at makin' friends)
Make some [?], no whip, just scoop up my lady friends (Scoop up my lady friends)
And people make excuses but that don't really makin' sense (That sh*t don't makin' sense)
We gon' slide on 'em, that's just scraper with the rims
Skr-skurr-slide, we gon' skr-skurr-slide
Skr-skurr-slide, we gon' skr-skurr-slide
Skr-skurr-slide, we gon' skr-skurr-slide
Skr-skurr-slide, we gon' skr-skurr-slide

Slide on them n***as flexin', I show my ass cheeks
Never lookin' at the rear view, food on the [?]
This for everyone who doubted me if they ask
n***as hangin' out the window when we roll past
We gon' stun off like we 'posed to
Why I got so many friends now? I don't know you
I'm just out here doin' everything that I told you
My n***a there's a battle for your mind, don't let 'em control you
Don't let 'em control you
I'm out here runnin' that cardio
Trappin' in your [?]
We out here runnin' that [?]
We don't got time for another bowl
Too many places I gotta go
Hop on the plane, I'm like "Adios"
I'm just doin' everything that I said I'd be doin' when I was a [?]
Used to mobbin' that scraper
Now we lookin' at a black tint
Think that we never would make it
Until I had all of my black friends
Count the money with my rap friends
One time, b*t*h, we tapped in
Every move make a classic, but n***a should know
We've been good at makin' money, not so good at makin' friends (Not good at makin' friends)
Make some [?], no whip, just scoop up my lady friends (Scoop up my lady friends)
And people make excuses but that don't really makin' sense (That sh*t don't makin' sense)
We gon' slide on 'em, that's just scraper with the rims
Skr-skurr-slide, we gon' skr-skurr-slide
Skr-skurr-slide, we gon' skr-skurr-slide
Skr-skurr-slide, we gon' skr-skurr-slide
Skr-skurr-slide, we gon' skr-skurr-slide