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sam darkoh - 4 door lyrics

chorus:
4 door auto, put that b-tch in drive
bad b-tch mulatto, but had to pick a side
new girl a model
and we get looser by the bottle
we speeding through it all though
moving quickly
bullsh-t can miss me
0 to 60
in 3 mississippi
moving quickly
bullsh-t can miss me
0 to 60
in 3 mississippi

verse 1:
seats lavender
seated next to the p-ssenger
my dime piece shawty, newest girl that i’m g-ssing up
3-6-5
i’m refreshing as a newer guy
every year got a newer chick with a newer ride
4 door auto but it’s mostly us two inside
we were more than cool, sh-t, she occupy my google drive
focused on my clout, my glow n-gga
stacking up more winnings, more money, grow bigger
living like i do, i need a he-rs-
high as i, i need a perch
or a purchase demonstrating what my talents really worth
overtime for 7 days but lord knows i need the work
got a spirit, seen the church
got a dream, had to search (hey)
my mouth is foul but getting play
played out? i’d never say
this demeanor i demonstrate
becoming my everyday
white whips and mustangs
my brand new chain tucked in
this gas got me g-ssed up, can’t hardly hold functions
bumping tlc, d’angelo when you see me
thinking you old school with your whole collection of cd’s
you like hip-hop, sh-t, you danced to it growing up
slow jams, we slowing up
opportunity showing in the

verse 2:
movement, gotta keep it moving
what you mean? what you saying? what we doing? (eh)
looking for routes like cam newton
heavy traffic congruent
in the same whip you carry your whole crew
nah, nah nah nah
(mississippi, mississippi, mississippi, mississippi)
way before we were whipping, we had to transit trip
we would treat the local strip like los angeles
sauce dripping like a candle wick
trunk full of vinyl records and packages of cannabis, sh-t
i tell my dudes
we catching eyes every time we cruise
they don’t have a clue
seeing someone with a different hue
you a fool
ain’t the sistas cool?
sh-t, around the crew
i approve at designated cue
like she tripping too
wish we could go back to that
rapping tracks like back to back
takeout on the back dash like we using that to map our tracks
that’s the we living
these days are just different
feelings is still tipping
and you is still whipping
in your boujee -ss, nasty, beat up, 4 door auto got your white whips, innit?

- sam darkoh lyrics

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