letra de figaro - g perico & gotdamnitdupri
[intro]
(gotd-mnitdupri)
[chorus]
car full of felons
with a carload of bad b-tches trailin’ (zoom)
up and down figueroa
with a dirty soda in the cupholder
bad habits
blowin’ money on high fashion (cash)
up and down figueroa (fig)
just some young n-ggas gettin’ dough
[verse 1]
bad b-tch, hair did and her feet too
redid aerocoupe and the seats blue
hittin’ n-ggas up in the intersection
if you ain’t got it on you, n-gga, get protection
i swear i got an angel
success done turned n-ggas into strangers
i’m in la traffic and it’s feelin’ dangerous
the b-tches hoein’ and the n-ggas bangin’
you better get with the program
i gotta keep a grip on this pistol, i can’t hold hands
baby, i’ve been goin’ crazy
can’t tell if you love me or you ate me
can’t tеll which homie gon’ snake me
so i wеnt to slide down fig’ for some motivation
seen a bad b-tch on 68
deuce smacked out the window, hollerin’ out his name
ay, b-tch, this g
if you wanna come f-ck with me, it’s a hundred g’s
get off that cheap sh-t
i’m havin’ so much money, i don’t need a b-tch
[chorus]
car full of felons
with a carload of bad b-tches trailin’ (zoom)
up and down figueroa
with a dirty soda in the cupholder
bad habits
blowin’ money on high fashion (cash)
up and down figueroa (fig)
just some young n-ggas gettin’ dough
[verse 2]
i ain’t a pimp, i’m a fly crip
if you on a mission, i’m the one you enterprise with
if you got a vision
if your mind ain’t stuck in this mental prison
i’m ’bout millions
slidin’ up and own fig’ for the thrill of it
me and my homies
we ain’t thirsty, we hungry
bust a u, drive slow
roll down the window, get at a ho
why you out here walkin’ through these ghetto streets?
it’s billion-dollar tricks on south beach
you hoein’ for a kia
your folks sell lean, you hoein’ for the reaup
high-rise condos, cars with zero miles
i see potential, i’m that n-gga that could get it out you
[chorus]
car full of felons
with a carload of bad b-tches trailin’ (zoom)
up and down figueroa
with a dirty soda in the cupholder
bad habits
blowin’ money on high fashion (cash)
up and down figueroa (fig)
just some young n-ggas gettin’ dough
[outro]
ayy, i ain’t no pimp, man, i’m a fly-ass crip
but the title i’m runnin’ with right now is entrepre-negro
i ain’t got no time for these hoes hoein’ for kias, beatin’ they feet up, and givin’ they money to n-ggas that think buyin’ a foreign with eighty thousand million miles on it is stuntin’
and wearin’ ten, twenty foil-ass chains that i could ball up with my had
you gots to be playin’
i could just drop a tape and make a half a ticket, you know what i’m sayin’?
we drivin’ benzes, steelz drivin’ benzes, we livin’ in big-ass houses
we inn the innerprize mansion right now, you know what i’m sayin’?
sh-t ain’t no game
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