a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

red carpet - otm lyrics

[intro: blue pesos]
(jim james, that’s my dj)
you know the truth

[verse 1: blue pesos]
roll the red carpets in the rolls out, the stincs here
bop*bop, willie nelson with me on the one ten
drived him with a bottle, that’s that real grown*man business
louis taliban in the jungle with a street sweeper
five*sevens left him bow legged and his face shifted
real stinc meaner to the bone, b*tch, i hate n*ggas
down on my knee, aim down like i’m james bond
mop sticks draggin’ with the ajax, stay down
sped off, missed your success, left a frown on him
stick and move elite with my chop, feel like mayweather
ptsd, i get nervous but i can’t tell you
guaranteed chop leave him stretched with a broke spirit
stincs got it off the mussle playin’ through the whole city
chopsticks, mop sticks, hit him, benihanas flipped
chip skylark’d a hater n*gga, told him, “make a wish”
better luck next time, sh*t, that was a good attempt

[chorus: blue pesos]
roll the red carpets in the rolls out, the stincs here
crept up on his block, the boogeyman out, stay down
speakin’ on the team like he bold and he caught rounds
it’s clear the b*tch busy, leave her ‘lone, she gon’ call you back
roll the red carpets in the rolls out, the stincs here
crept up on his block, the boogeyman out, stay down
speakin’ on the team like he bold and he caught rounds
it’s clear the b*tch busy, leave her ’lone, she gon’ call you back
sh*t
roll the red carpets in the rolls out, the stincs here
sh*t
crept up on his block, the boogeyman out, stay down
n*gga
speakin’ on the team like he bold and he caught rounds
sh*t
it’s clear the b*tch busy, leave her ‘lone, she gon’ call you back
[verse 2: ralfy the plug]
she busy in the backseat eatin’ d*ck, she gon’ call you later
i’m a coach, you gon’ find some tricks to do all your favors
i’m with another n*gga b*tch, not yours, i’ma dog her later
brand new glock with a switch with an awesome laser
b*tch dumb for thinkin’ she ain’t gots to pay up
bust on a b*tch face to f*ck up her makeup
got it all in her hair, f*cked up her lace front
we know stincs run la even if you playin’ dumb
he got on a 10k hollow, my neck weigh a ton
drip came from neimans, i ain’t arguin’ with no bums
his homie tucked a thousand, they arguin’ over crumbs
when that sp*ceship hit your block, n*gga, you better run, the plug

[chorus: blue pesos]
roll the red carpets in the rolls out, the stincs here
crept up on his block, the boogeyman out, stay down
speakin’ on the team like he bold and he caught rounds
it’s clear the b*tch busy, leave her ‘lone, she gon’ call you back
roll the red carpets in the rolls out, the stincs here
crept up on his block, the boogeyman out, stay down
speakin’ on the team like he bold and he caught rounds
it’s clear the b*tch busy, leave her ‘lone, she gon’ call you back
sh*t
roll the red carpets in the rolls out, the stincs here
sh*t
crept up on his block, the boogeyman out, stay down
n*gga
speakin’ on the team like he bold and he caught rounds
sh*t
it’s clear the b*tch busy, leave her ‘lone, she gon’ call you back
[verse 3: duffy]
roll the red carpets out
stincs in the building, any problems we get extra’ed out
cannon on me, flash on, n*gga, strike a pose
he own a harley hatin’ on us and don’t get no dough
uchies got all my attention
i can get through any door, we got the keys to the city
gang and them with me, i’m on western with a billy
n*ggas hate to see us shinin’ too bad, deal with it
press a b*tton, b*tch, we in the coupe with three k!ll switches
i just served an opp n*gga, but i still don’t feel better
hard headed n*gga, i ain’t listenin’ to n*ggas
leaders of the new school, the stincs still winnin’, b*tch

[outro: blue pesos]
sh*t
roll the red carpets in the rolls out, the stincs here
sh*t, n*gga
bop*bop, willie nelson with me on the one ten
sh*t, n*gga, yeah
y’all know what’s goin’ on
n*gga
the leaders of this sh*t, n*gga
stinc team, ding*ding, ring*ring
bling*bling, ugh, haha
gang and them
the stincs still f*ckin’ this sh*t over, n*gga
long live drakeo, long live ketchy, n*gga
roll the red carpets in the rolls out, the stincs here
bop*bop, willie nelson with me on the one ten

- otm lyrics

Random Song Lyrics :

Popular