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Destined Video (MV)




Performed By: Bobby Brooks
Language: English
Length: 1:58
Written by: Robert Brooks




Bobby Brooks - Destined Lyrics




Flights outta state
Chauffeurs with my name
Ain't got time to hate
Chardonnay the taste
Oh me my my
Told em give me time
They ask me how I do it I was destined for the
Life

Flights outta state
Chauffeurs with my name
Ain't got time to hate
Chardonnay the taste
Oh me my my
Told em give me time
They ask me how I do it I was destined for the
Life

Been that nigga for the fame happened
Bitch I drive the boat I'm the big captain
Told her get to know me I'm a rare fabric
Executed plays like I'm John Madden

Remember serving fiens glass pipe amphetamines
Should've been in jail or a DOA on scene
Shorty she a g
Riding for the king
Said I'm so smooth like I made Billie Jean

Been through hell an back
Lil momma throw that back
I spend it make it back, If I don't know you ima tax

Real recognize real, You ain't ever been trill
What you struggled for youngin
You ain't thugn for real

Champagne sipn
Lord I'm so gifted
Beautiful women
Brown skin vixions

Michael Kors bag now she upgraded to Prada
Shoes Jimmy Choo all white like narcota

Flights outta state
Chauffeurs with my name
Ain't got time to hate
Chardonnay the taste
Oh me my my
Told em give me time
They ask me how I do it I was destined for the
Life

Flights outta state
Chauffeurs with my name
Ain't got time to hate
Chardonnay the taste
Oh me my my
Told em give me time
They ask me how I do it I was destined for the
Life
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English

Flights outta state
Chauffeurs with my name
Ain't got time to hate
Chardonnay the taste
Oh me my my
Told em give me time
They ask me how I do it I was destined for the
Life

Flights outta state
Chauffeurs with my name
Ain't got time to hate
Chardonnay the taste
Oh me my my
Told em give me time
They ask me how I do it I was destined for the
Life

Been that nigga for the fame happened
Bitch I drive the boat I'm the big captain
Told her get to know me I'm a rare fabric
Executed plays like I'm John Madden

Remember serving fiens glass pipe amphetamines
Should've been in jail or a DOA on scene
Shorty she a g
Riding for the king
Said I'm so smooth like I made Billie Jean

Been through hell an back
Lil momma throw that back
I spend it make it back, If I don't know you ima tax

Real recognize real, You ain't ever been trill
What you struggled for youngin
You ain't thugn for real

Champagne sipn
Lord I'm so gifted
Beautiful women
Brown skin vixions

Michael Kors bag now she upgraded to Prada
Shoes Jimmy Choo all white like narcota

Flights outta state
Chauffeurs with my name
Ain't got time to hate
Chardonnay the taste
Oh me my my
Told em give me time
They ask me how I do it I was destined for the
Life

Flights outta state
Chauffeurs with my name
Ain't got time to hate
Chardonnay the taste
Oh me my my
Told em give me time
They ask me how I do it I was destined for the
Life
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Writer: Robert Brooks
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