paroles de chanson Bruce Wayne (feat. Ken Folks) - ItsCake
The
stars
shine
when
the
sun
go
down
We
all
tired
when
the
fun
run
out
It's
all
fun
till
the
guns
come
out
Niggas
true
colors
gone
come
out
Real
niggas
real
emotional
You
lil
niggas
get
emotional
Wait
till
we
get
a
hold
of
you
Boy
get
ahold
yo
emotions
look
I
worked
too
fucking
hard
for
this
And
you
too
fucking
smart
for
this
Or
you
lil
niggas
dumb
or
what
Free
money
who
gone
run
it
up
900
then
double
up
Run
it
up
never
run
from
nothing
Mario
level
up,
what
Young
nigga
getting
to
a
bag
I
got
my
foot
on
the
gas
I
got
my
foot
on
they
neck
I
got
a
bitch
and
she
get
to
the
bag
A
pair
together
we
match
Window
shopping
want
tint
on
the
jag
Matte
black
on
black
back
to
back
I
got
it
a
twin
on
they
ass
Master
Wayne
the
city
is
mine
I'm
living
divine,
my
niggas
sublime
Either
destiny
or
nick
of
time
Keep
it
business
yours
and
mine
No
game
like
the
dope
game
Slow
fame
like
no
fame
Blue
hundreds
like
the
Blue
Flame
Bruce
Wayne
Black
on
black
Batman
See
through
a
nigga
cat
scan
Walter
White
the
meth
man
We
in
the
lab
Fast
money
don't
last
Fast
money
don't
crash
AMG
with
the
tint
on
they
ass
White
girl
with
a
big
ole
ass
Jesus
in
all
gold,
no
shade
I
throw
4's
You
niggas
know
how
the
story
goes
You
niggas
know
how
this
suppose
to
go
No
game
like
a
new
game
Street
fame
ain't
a
good
thing
Run
the
city
young
Bruce
Wayne
Gang!
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