Dearly Beloved, We are gathered here tonight,
In celebration of a new day, A new voice
A new world
Yeah, trick or treat, mask on its halloween
Above the clouds so im drinkin like im Charlie Sheen
outfit inspired by the last fashion week
Contemplatin takin my bitch to a brassery,
after class i had the 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 b*tches ridin on top of me,
Now the fake rap niggaz is makin a mockery,
of the culture we've built worst than a robbery,
Critically acclaimed, 3 syllable name,
Cleaner than mineral water in a criminal vein,
Married to the game, dress her in Vera Wang?,
Shake down to the casket.
chorus:
Mom's had to 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 fear
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 kennel,
Headed to my suite, but the label wont pay for my dental,
On the road to riches, Came a long way from a demo,
still sleepin on me, see the drool stay on your pillow
Somebody betta wake em, tell em where i came from,
pop's wasnt there, nigga stay caged up,
i was playin toss with the neighbors, so if you see em,
tell em i dont needa favor, im good, (good)
Smokin on that good, swisher sweet no backwood,
gettin show money, no pay stubs,
I dont give a f*ck in this bitch, kanye shrug
chorus:
Mom's had to 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.
Ask around the town
broke it down with the coca leaves
shout out to these hating niggas swear that they be knowin me
got my lawyer money up so i keep the semi close got the dope music
here goes a daily dose
fish grease fish scale all above
fake niggas throwin salt ...real niggas showin love
about to have the team lookin like they hit the lotto
back to back them maseratis and them kawasakies
... big bodies, rolling them big blunts, the escalade resemblin a Brinks truck
a pound of the sticky what I call the paper planes
these fag*ot niggaz better go and get they paper straight
im still heavy in the trap with the substance
my shoes and belt together nigga thats a months rent (cash)
and even when i try to pass go
there's no way i can keep the profile low
[chorus:]
Red Cafe - Slumdog Billionaire Lyrics
Red Cafe - Slumdog Billionaire Lyrics
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Dearly Beloved, We are gathered here tonight,
In celebration of a new day, A new voice
A new world
Yeah, trick or treat, mask on its halloween
Above the clouds so im drinkin like im Charlie Sheen
outfit inspired by the last fashion week
Contemplatin takin my bitch to a brassery,
after class i had the 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 b*tches ridin on top of me,
Now the fake rap niggaz is makin a mockery,
of the culture we've built worst than a robbery,
Critically acclaimed, 3 syllable name,
Cleaner than mineral water in a criminal vein,
Married to the game, dress her in Vera Wang?,
Shake down to the casket.
chorus:
Mom's had to 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 fear
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 kennel,
Headed to my suite, but the label wont pay for my dental,
On the road to riches, Came a long way from a demo,
still sleepin on me, see the drool stay on your pillow
Somebody betta wake em, tell em where i came from,
pop's wasnt there, nigga stay caged up,
i was playin toss with the neighbors, so if you see em,
tell em i dont needa favor, im good, (good)
Smokin on that good, swisher sweet no backwood,
gettin show money, no pay stubs,
I dont give a f*ck in this bitch, kanye shrug
chorus:
Mom's had to 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.
Ask around the town
broke it down with the coca leaves
shout out to these hating niggas swear that they be knowin me
got my lawyer money up so i keep the semi close got the dope music
here goes a daily dose
fish grease fish scale all above
fake niggas throwin salt ...real niggas showin love
about to have the team lookin like they hit the lotto
back to back them maseratis and them kawasakies
... big bodies, rolling them big blunts, the escalade resemblin a Brinks truck
a pound of the sticky what I call the paper planes
these fag*ot niggaz better go and get they paper straight
im still heavy in the trap with the substance
my shoes and belt together nigga thats a months rent (cash)
and even when i try to pass go
there's no way i can keep the profile low
[chorus:]
In celebration of a new day, A new voice
A new world
Yeah, trick or treat, mask on its halloween
Above the clouds so im drinkin like im Charlie Sheen
outfit inspired by the last fashion week
Contemplatin takin my bitch to a brassery,
after class i had the 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 b*tches ridin on top of me,
Now the fake rap niggaz is makin a mockery,
of the culture we've built worst than a robbery,
Critically acclaimed, 3 syllable name,
Cleaner than mineral water in a criminal vein,
Married to the game, dress her in Vera Wang?,
Shake down to the casket.
chorus:
Mom's had to 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 fear
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 kennel,
Headed to my suite, but the label wont pay for my dental,
On the road to riches, Came a long way from a demo,
still sleepin on me, see the drool stay on your pillow
Somebody betta wake em, tell em where i came from,
pop's wasnt there, nigga stay caged up,
i was playin toss with the neighbors, so if you see em,
tell em i dont needa favor, im good, (good)
Smokin on that good, swisher sweet no backwood,
gettin show money, no pay stubs,
I dont give a f*ck in this bitch, kanye shrug
chorus:
Mom's had to 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.
Ask around the town
broke it down with the coca leaves
shout out to these hating niggas swear that they be knowin me
got my lawyer money up so i keep the semi close got the dope music
here goes a daily dose
fish grease fish scale all above
fake niggas throwin salt ...real niggas showin love
about to have the team lookin like they hit the lotto
back to back them maseratis and them kawasakies
... big bodies, rolling them big blunts, the escalade resemblin a Brinks truck
a pound of the sticky what I call the paper planes
these fag*ot niggaz better go and get they paper straight
im still heavy in the trap with the substance
my shoes and belt together nigga thats a months rent (cash)
and even when i try to pass go
there's no way i can keep the profile low
[chorus:]