tum tum - caprice musik lyrics
huh
hey
(chorus)
candy drippin
on the chevy
caprice cl-ssic,
already
i do the fool
watch me clown
it’s dat caprice music
it goes down
(chorus)
so fly not a wrinkle,
hop up in the chevy
work the wood like my single,
dippin and swirvin
me and loc ya herd me
spinnin thru tha grove
c-cked up on 24’s
heavy on da net
you know me
so many chains on i’m bout to og
350 what it is
i see u gripin when that? get big
i be stuttin on dat -ss
screen up pop out the dash
beep beep who got the keys to the caprice(neeroom)
4/50 engine is obese
pull up pulled by 25 freeks
i play for keeps
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television wood wheels
sun roof push back
take boys to school on these slabs
i’m a cl-ss act
one boppa,
two boppa,
three boppa,
four
welcome to the chevy when i let up the doors
sippin and smokin
gotta p-ss that
take five puffs then p-ss it right back
noise my protected
tbg’s up
53 b.i.g.
d-d-d-d-double up
gangs all here
leather on the chair
aint n-body flossin like this i swear!
presidential tint
bang in the trunk
pistols everywhere got me fuc-ed up
? drop the beat
i lace the track
i’m a fool wit it (fool wit it)
like twisty black
wip game vicious
my car look delicious
so much candy on the car
it’s re-godd-mn-diculous
(chorus)
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one boppa,
two boppa,
three boppa,
four
one boppa,
two boppa,
three boppa,
four
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