Red Cafe, Kid Ink - Slumdog Billionaire lyrics

[Red Cafe, Kid Ink - Slumdog Billionaire lyrics]

Daily Beloved, We are gathered here tonight
In celebration of a new day, A new voice
A new world
Yeah, trick or treat, mask on it's halloween
Above the clouds so im drinkin
Like im Charlie Sheen
Outfit is last fashion week
Contemplatin takin my bitch to a brassery
After class i had to misses do my homework
While i smoked a J, then i bone her
Billion dollar dreams i'm getting closer
Politicing with my jewish friends
Keep it kosher
Went from poverty, to buyin property
To having R-N-B btches ridin on top of me
Now the fake rap niggas is makin a mockery
Of the culture we've built
Worst than a robbery
Critically aclaimed, 3 syllable name
Cleaner than mineral water in a criminal vein
Married to the game, dress her in?veroan?
Shake down to the casquet

Mom's had the struggle, pap's wasn't there
Raised by the streets middle
Finger in the air
I'm a billionaire, a slumdog billionaire
Back from the dead, strap no fed
East to the west, say my name and i appear
I'm a billionaire, a slumdog billionaire
A slumdog billionaire

All black sipping white wine
We've been waiting for this night
For a life time
You can hear the pain through the mic line
Speakin from the heart dear valentine

Slumdog fresh outta the kettle
Headed to my sweet
But the label won't pay for my dental
On the road to riches
Came a long way from a demo
Somebody betta wake em
Tell em where i came from
Pop's wasn't there, nigga stay caged up
I was playin toss with the neighbors
So if you see em
Tell em i don't needa favor, im good (good)
Smokin on that good
Swisher sweet no backwood
Gettin show money, no pay stubs
I don't give a fuck in this bitch
Kanye shook?

Mom's had the struggle, pap's wasn't there
Raised by the streets middle
Finger in the air
I'm a billionaire, a slumdog billionaire
Back from the dead, strap no fed
East to the west, say my name and i appear
I'm a billionaire, a slumdog billionaire
A slumdog billionaire

Broken down with the coke
Got my moneygot the dough music
Fishfishfake nigga real nigga show in love
Big bodies, rolling in big
Sticky they call the get the paper straight
With the substanceand even when i
Try to pass go there's no way i can keep the

Mom's had the struggle, pap's wasn't there
Raised by the streets middle
Finger in the air
I'm a billionaire, a slumdog billionaire
Back from the dead, strap no fed
East to the west, say my name and i appear
I'm a billionaire, a slumdog billionaire
A slumdog billionaire

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