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chris king - limo tint (feat. lil duece) lyrics

(intro [lil duece])

ay, drop top coupe, limo tint
i be ridin’ through the city like the president, ay

(chorus)

ay, drop top coupe, with the limo tint
and i be ridin’ through the city, like the president
with that chop in the back, but that’s irrelevant
cause’ these n+ggas be so rookie to the veterans

(verse 1)

i take a shot, way before i hit the free throw
i’m in the club right now, with some freak hoes
what she doin’ on this cam, i won’t leak those
tryna’ pay me all thеm dubs, you can keep those
i need blues, n+gga
cause’ i rеmember all them days back in school, n+gga
i was goin’ to bed early with no food, n+gga
it’s so hard to walk a mile in my shoes, n+gga
one wrong move, we up bl!ck, hit the news, n+gga
now it’s drop top coupes in the carpool
at least ten bad b+tches when i fall through
if he the middleman, what they call you?
if they ever got a problem, i’m the hero that they call to
(chorus)

ay, drop top coupe, with the limo tint
and i be ridin’ through the city, like the president
with that chop in the back, but that’s irrelevant
cause’ these n+ggas be so rookie to the veterans

(verse 2 [chris king])

yeah, i stomp a mud hole in the foreign, i kick the pedal in
yeah it’s some different dog sh+t that i been steppin’ in
oh yeah my b+tch got paw prints, yeah she a ruff ryder
new cpns, but new spots, like leopard skin
yeah, this a private event, and my name on the list, this a rope you can’t hop
tell me which animal you k!lled with the tec, drilled the bag that you rock
cup full of mud, i came from the mud, where there’s alligators in the swamp
or crocodiles, i make a crockpot, cause’ i came from the wild
top of the food chain
knock you for loose change
pockets knotted like shoestrings
boy, i been through things
if i get a mood swing
i deconstruct your trap, with a wrecking ball
punctual, yeah my time is money, can’t take a second off
three+sixty+five, we got the same twenty+four
what’s the difference? you got the ball, didn’t score
i’m totin’ a mop, watch me do my chores
money in the air, codeine imma’ pour
(chorus)

drop top coupe, with the limo tint
and i be ridin’ through the city, like the president
with that chop in the back, but that’s irrelevant
cause’ these n+ggas be so rookie to the veterans

- chris king lyrics

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