nitro - el cousteau lyrics
all my b*tches honest!
the car start with a press of a b*tton, then it start flying
i count my money make sure my bills face the same side
i get*her do some work for me then i buss her down
i’m a super model she keep asking me to smile
know how this sh*t go, i keep that fire at all time
i told brodie ima shoot, n*gga just just drive
my cousin took a free base trip and cooked outta town
the architecture slanted a lil forward from where i’m sitting
i’m speaking from a point of view of a n*gga that got b*tches
from uptown to wheeler road, n*gga i’m locked in
we’ll do that sh*t on camera, we ain’t sparing ne’er victim
f*ck em!
all i gotta do is jump in the back and we ride off in a benz
hit it cross state lines, now i’m out they jurisdiction
when i’m in the 929 i start to miss my old b*tch
ralph lauren b*tton down my mother think i’m crossing dressing
n*gga want smoke bro he better bring some pallbearers
i’m in the trenches dawg dawg conniving with some wild n*ggas
i was raised by junkies, boat heads, and drug dealers
i adjusted the rear view mirror as i slid through the evening traffic
i was hustling on the other side when n*ggas was just getting in their jam
how n*ggas going to speak on you, if you ain’t never did sh*t
i’m riding round with high crimers them boys real head spinners
wooo!
any fine mommy you see me with, you know we f*cking
it might just be the talk, it might just be the motion
how long ima stay? that depend on where i’m gon
went and got some p*ssy then i changed my outfit
peeping round the corner i almost shot a n*gga
choppa choppa man in a s550
i’m looking for a pretty pretty girl that’s brown skin
wooo!
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