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600 Benz - Wale Feat. Rick Ross Jadakiss.mp4
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Wale
Wale
Vocals
Jadakiss
Jadakiss
Vocals
Rick Ross
Rick Ross
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Carl McCormick
Carl McCormick
Songwriter
Jason Phillips
Jason Phillips
Songwriter
Olubowale Akintimehin
Olubowale Akintimehin
Songwriter
William Leonard Roberts II
William Leonard Roberts II
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ricardo Gutierrez
Ricardo Gutierrez
Mastering Engineer
John Rivers
John Rivers
Mixing Engineer
Young Guru
Young Guru
Mixing Engineer
Cardiak
Cardiak
Producer

Lyrics

Six hundred Benz, house six hundred grand That was six years ago, whips come from Japan I get that work from my face I get that work from my face Boy six hundred Benz, condo six hundred grand I got twelve hundred kicks them bitches straight from Japan My ambition is wicked I put that shit on my hands I get that work from my face I put that shit on my man Wale, real nigga, while I tote a blow and bomb haze I just tell CJ keep on rollin' that's my shorty Tinted out, you aint' seeing through All black everything, this shit like a HBCU Maybach music, major moves Bitch I'm saving major loot I make my old bitch buy me all the latest shoes One whip just aint' enough, I just seen thirty three You only half a W without a second V Gotta be dreaming, Bitch I gotta be chosen Shawty when I was twenty I had a Camry and tokens But now I'm OK, I got my shit together Rozay told me keep on working, shawty you'll be rich forever, ever Forever my endeavors and I sever my opponents I'm cold like its in Denver The dilemma is, you think I got no conscience You think I just here flossing or horseshit about car shit Six hundred Benz, house six hundred grand That was six years ago, whips come from Japan I get that work from my face I get that work from my face Boy six hundred Benz, condo six hundred grand I got twelve hundred kicks them bitches straight from Japan My ambition is wicked I put that shit on my hands I get that work from my face I put that shit on my man Depending' on how I feel, either the coupe or sedan I'm only dealing' with you, nothing to do with your man Niggas will ruin your plans, it's best to do what you can I'm up to six hundred bricks, started with two hundred grams Hand to hand in the cold Pockets on hella swole I was breaking 'em down, now I'm selling 'em whole Work straight out the kitchen Aint no competition You just shut up and listen and you can complete the mission Know you want me to fall I don't do nothing but ball You heard I was in jail, but I just came from the mall I'm on my way to the jeweler bout to cop me a Muller Keep the digital ruler, at arms length of the Ruger Life's a bitch and I feel her Aint nobody iller, portico Godzilla Catch me blowing vanilla's Used to be blood money now it's go hard scrilla After I count it all up, I'ma go to the dealer and get a Six hundred Benz, house six hundred grand That was six years ago, whips come from Japan I get that work from my face I get that work from my face Boy six hundred Benz, condo six hundred grand I got twelve hundred kicks them bitches straight from Japan My ambition is wicked I put that shit on my hands I get that work from my face I put that shit on my man Boy, hope you heard that intro This that I been grinding cause I've been saving for that Benz flow So mash on assholes with petty badges Tell them niggas we? but they never gon catch us If I get pulled over, I know they gon be on it Cause it's hot in here and I got no L like the seven two Dolphins Wooh, race my nigga, and I bet you nothing pass me like a safety nigga I'm Polamalu, six hundred the newest model My newest motto to use a condom with newest models Uh, got a hundred on the dash uh Y'all aint killers y'all got hundred yard dash guns I'm a rare one, camo's and some rare ones Where I'm from is the circus, hope you don't expect a fair one Dropping hundreds like it aint nothing Really it was but you know I never sayin' nothing Six hundred Benz, house six hundred grand That was six years ago, whips come from Japan I get that work from my face I get that work from my face Boy six hundred Benz, condo six hundred grand I got twelve hundred kicks them bitches straight from Japan My ambition is wicked I put that shit on my hands I get that work from my face I put that shit on my man
Writer(s): Jason Phillips, William Leonard Roberts, Olubowale Victor Akintimehin, Carl E. Mccormick Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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