40 inch rims, with tings, with big backas
Kidnappers
Big rackers with big trappers
Karma is real, the mirage isn't real so i don't tempt god shit happens
I'm on a whole 'nother wave length
I'm living to be happy i ain't living for a pay check
I ain't where i wanna but i ain't doing too badly that's the reason why i barely get a days rest
(I'm tired)
I just need to take a minute baby take it slow
It's a rendezvous don't matter where we go
I just want get you to come and drop it low
I just wanna get you lil mama, get you lil mama
She sing that song on the radio, ooo
She do that thing that just make me go, woo
She too used to expensive views
She from paris, oui, ooo
She sing that song on the radio, ooo
She do that thing that just make me go, woo
She too used to expensive views
She from paris, oui, ooo
The back big, with bad tings, and mad rims
Twelve inch spliffs all packed in with mad tings
Man walked in with racks till i cashed in
Fashionably late man stepped in the last in
FLY
I can see it in your eye
I know that you try but you'll never be the guy
I be getting high i be soaring thru the sky
I don't need to take a flight
Cos i'm already the mile high fly boy
Coventry to Marseille
Tell em swing it back to Birmingham and back again the same day
Any where we go it be a partay
If you tryna partake
Stand for one night then we part way, shawtay
I just need to take a minute baby take it slow
It's a rendezvous don't matter where we go
I just want get you to come and drop it low
I just wanna get you lil mama, get you lil mama
She sing that song on the radio, ooo
She do that thing that just make me go, woo
She too used to expensive views
She from paris, oui, ooo
She sing that song on the radio, ooo
She do that thing that just make me go, woo
She too used to expensive views
She from paris, oui, ooo