Res - Sittin' Back lyrics

Chorus:

Sittin' back in the cut

Looking fine

Look at that nigga

What the shit is mine

So they call us stars

I guess not all of us are chosen

I drive a car with the top back

Cause my vanity's my token

Now all this talkin' ain't my style

About some responsibilities

Like this here nation is my child

Like it's direct humility

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You talkin' 'bout white children

Who kill their parents before school

But I'm talkin' pimped out Lexus' with rims black

So when I drive by I look cool

Goodness the President's human

And you're all hypocrits

I think I'm jaded, make a sport of it

Now as I am numb now to the shit

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I just wanna blow up

Then baby who knows who'll win the game

When I close my eyes it all looks the same

I don't wanna know nobody's name

''cause I'm going for the dough when I go for game

''cause I'm going for... that's why

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