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RAMBO Video (MV)




Performed By: CHRI$ V
Language: English
Length: 3:22
Written by: Chris V




CHRI$ V - RAMBO Lyrics




I'm bout my business, f*ck wit it then I'm Rambo
Yeah I'm high, but these bandz got my pants low
Hit the shoulder lean, I don't really dance tho
Cook it up, J harden with the handle
I stay humble, but I really want that lamb tho
In my Honda, but I whip it like a lambo
F*ck with me, 305 is what I stand for
In the city where the buildings came from coco

Ever met someone like this? I'm talking 100 percent
Ain't too many real as this, I stay low key behind them tints
If you talking money I don't wanna see you renting whips
They say I'm the shit, I look at you and see you're full of it

Walk a mile in my shoes
Seeing what I been through
You gon' start to look confused like
How his coupe got no roof
Auto-drive when he cruise
In the Nike's with the swoosh
It's cause I don't ever lose
You the type to hit the snooze
Ooo

I'm bout my business, f*ck wit it then I'm Rambo
Yeah I'm high, but these bandz got my pants low
Hit the shoulder lean, I don't really dance tho
Cook it up, J harden with the handle
I stay humble, but I really want that lamb tho
In my Honda, but I whip it like a Lambo'
F*ck with me, 305 is what I stand for
In the city where the buildings came from white gold

It's been a long journey, with the devil trying to burn me
But I always rise up, in my Micheal Jordan jersey
If the topic isn't money, then that shit just don't concern me
And I work around the clock so just please do not disturb me

My time is very worthy and I'm focused on my shit
Even back when I used to work as valet at the Ritz
Had my hand out, smiling while I'm begging for some tips
Now I pull up, whip clean, tipping hundreds in that bitch, like

I'm bout my business, f*ck wit it then I'm Rambo
Yeah I'm high, but these bandz got my pants low
Hit the shoulder lean, I don't really dance tho
Cook it up, J harden with the handle
I stay humble, but I really want that lamb tho
In my Honda, but I whip it like a Lambo'
F*ck with me, 305 is what I stand for
In the city where the buildings came from coco

You can talk your shit, when I pull up you a no show
They ask me how I did it, I go places that they won't go
But don't ask too many questions, my response will be, "I don't know"
Don't ask no more questions my response is, I don't know!

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I don't know

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I don't know

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I don't know

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I don't know

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I don't know
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I'm bout my business, f*ck wit it then I'm Rambo
Yeah I'm high, but these bandz got my pants low
Hit the shoulder lean, I don't really dance tho
Cook it up, J harden with the handle
I stay humble, but I really want that lamb tho
In my Honda, but I whip it like a lambo
F*ck with me, 305 is what I stand for
In the city where the buildings came from coco

Ever met someone like this? I'm talking 100 percent
Ain't too many real as this, I stay low key behind them tints
If you talking money I don't wanna see you renting whips
They say I'm the shit, I look at you and see you're full of it

Walk a mile in my shoes
Seeing what I been through
You gon' start to look confused like
How his coupe got no roof
Auto-drive when he cruise
In the Nike's with the swoosh
It's cause I don't ever lose
You the type to hit the snooze
Ooo

I'm bout my business, f*ck wit it then I'm Rambo
Yeah I'm high, but these bandz got my pants low
Hit the shoulder lean, I don't really dance tho
Cook it up, J harden with the handle
I stay humble, but I really want that lamb tho
In my Honda, but I whip it like a Lambo'
F*ck with me, 305 is what I stand for
In the city where the buildings came from white gold

It's been a long journey, with the devil trying to burn me
But I always rise up, in my Micheal Jordan jersey
If the topic isn't money, then that shit just don't concern me
And I work around the clock so just please do not disturb me

My time is very worthy and I'm focused on my shit
Even back when I used to work as valet at the Ritz
Had my hand out, smiling while I'm begging for some tips
Now I pull up, whip clean, tipping hundreds in that bitch, like

I'm bout my business, f*ck wit it then I'm Rambo
Yeah I'm high, but these bandz got my pants low
Hit the shoulder lean, I don't really dance tho
Cook it up, J harden with the handle
I stay humble, but I really want that lamb tho
In my Honda, but I whip it like a Lambo'
F*ck with me, 305 is what I stand for
In the city where the buildings came from coco

You can talk your shit, when I pull up you a no show
They ask me how I did it, I go places that they won't go
But don't ask too many questions, my response will be, "I don't know"
Don't ask no more questions my response is, I don't know!

Skrrt skrrt
I don't know

Skrrt skrrt
I don't know

Skrrt skrrt
I don't know

Skrrt skrrt
I don't know

Skrrt skrrt
I don't know
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Writer: Chris V
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