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Komponiste
Presteerders

Lirieke: Romeo. God's Gift. I'm the Baddest.

[Verse:]
Nobody get money quite like I can
Couple shows couple million like the bank in my hand
Couple cars couple women boy you cant understand
How kid could be such a grown man
And Im a winner baby I cant lose
And the winner is platinum P. Miller shoes
In the summer is a CL5, Im so alive
Eyes wide open when them dos start to rise
Im on another level iced link chain
Im sprung like T-Pain
When they lookin at the puzzle mo press then Fort Knox
Either you wit it boy cause we wont stop
I got the whole streets backin me, whole club jumpin to it
Richie Rich Imma move it right before its Guttar Music
So hard to stand when Im comin trough yo hood
I keep em around like Im up to no good

[Hook: x2]
Im the baddest alive you can see my clothes
You can see my cars you can see my chain
Im the baddest alive how I get that dough
How I rock them shows how I do my thing


[Verse: girls]
Im the king of the thrown yo kid killin the game
Well I take off my shirt your girl screamin my name
They say (I love Richie Rich) I say I love em the same
Keep the love like a pimp you see the ice on my chain
They say Im doin my thang and I know Im doin my thang
All the way to the bank boy gettin the change
No stoppin me Im the hot combatable LeBron James of the game
First P. Miller to ride the street
Now who the baddest alive its no evident
No other then I keep the hood president
No one better then cold Im a veteran
Leavin tha game with the flu and no medicine
Been raised by the number one hustler
I've been gettin it every since my days as a youngster
So dont rep the clues just cause your confused
Look whose winning the rap game you gon lose

[Hook]