We gon' get this shit, this shit gon' be the last round of f*ck, motherf*cka, four in the
Morning
You still in this bitch, motherf*cka, order some motherf*ckin' chicken, chicken and waffles
This shit crackin' real quick
Uh, yeah
10 to one, those dark shades on me, you can't see in
Hit the club, f*ck up the bar, they let my crew in
It's a real nigga party, we lookin' like, who let you in
Keep on lookin, we might f*ck up the party and get to shootin
I bought my brothers and my cousins, touch every dollar to move
I got the budget, split the profit, then pulled up right where my crew is
How you poppin' in your man's knot
Nigga, that shit sound stupid
I'ma slide through my hood in a Tahoe, so dark you can't see in
10 to one, those dark shades on me, you can't see in
Hit the club, f*ck up the bar, they let my crew in
It's a real nigga party, we lookin' like, who let you in
Keep on lookin, we might f*ck up the party and get to shootin
Bullet holes all through the car, he watch his mans die
Night time, killers come out, he watch his mans cry
They took his watch, take off his chain, like what you sayin' I
Fight, break out, pull out a strap, and he got blammed down
They was only kids when they was walkin' home from David Hicks
Feelin' like the man when he hung out with his homie Nick
Nick really the shooter when he hung out, he was in the sticks
Never ever thought that times would ever have to come to this
10 to one, those dark shades on me, you can't see in
Hit the club, f*ck up the bar, they let my crew in
It's a real nigga party, we lookin' like, who let you in
Keep on lookin, we might f*ck up the party and get to shootin
10 to one, those dark shades on me, you can't see in
Hit the club, f*ck up the bar, they let my crew in
It's a real nigga party, we lookin' like, who let you in
Keep on lookin, we might f*ck up the party and get to shootin
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Og Ted - TINTED WINDOWS Lyrics
Og Ted - TINTED WINDOWS Lyrics
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English
We gon' get this shit, this shit gon' be the last round of f*ck, motherf*cka, four in the
Morning
You still in this bitch, motherf*cka, order some motherf*ckin' chicken, chicken and waffles
This shit crackin' real quick
Uh, yeah
10 to one, those dark shades on me, you can't see in
Hit the club, f*ck up the bar, they let my crew in
It's a real nigga party, we lookin' like, who let you in
Keep on lookin, we might f*ck up the party and get to shootin
I bought my brothers and my cousins, touch every dollar to move
I got the budget, split the profit, then pulled up right where my crew is
How you poppin' in your man's knot
Nigga, that shit sound stupid
I'ma slide through my hood in a Tahoe, so dark you can't see in
10 to one, those dark shades on me, you can't see in
Hit the club, f*ck up the bar, they let my crew in
It's a real nigga party, we lookin' like, who let you in
Keep on lookin, we might f*ck up the party and get to shootin
Bullet holes all through the car, he watch his mans die
Night time, killers come out, he watch his mans cry
They took his watch, take off his chain, like what you sayin' I
Fight, break out, pull out a strap, and he got blammed down
They was only kids when they was walkin' home from David Hicks
Feelin' like the man when he hung out with his homie Nick
Nick really the shooter when he hung out, he was in the sticks
Never ever thought that times would ever have to come to this
10 to one, those dark shades on me, you can't see in
Hit the club, f*ck up the bar, they let my crew in
It's a real nigga party, we lookin' like, who let you in
Keep on lookin, we might f*ck up the party and get to shootin
10 to one, those dark shades on me, you can't see in
Hit the club, f*ck up the bar, they let my crew in
It's a real nigga party, we lookin' like, who let you in
Keep on lookin, we might f*ck up the party and get to shootin
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Morning
You still in this bitch, motherf*cka, order some motherf*ckin' chicken, chicken and waffles
This shit crackin' real quick
Uh, yeah
10 to one, those dark shades on me, you can't see in
Hit the club, f*ck up the bar, they let my crew in
It's a real nigga party, we lookin' like, who let you in
Keep on lookin, we might f*ck up the party and get to shootin
I bought my brothers and my cousins, touch every dollar to move
I got the budget, split the profit, then pulled up right where my crew is
How you poppin' in your man's knot
Nigga, that shit sound stupid
I'ma slide through my hood in a Tahoe, so dark you can't see in
10 to one, those dark shades on me, you can't see in
Hit the club, f*ck up the bar, they let my crew in
It's a real nigga party, we lookin' like, who let you in
Keep on lookin, we might f*ck up the party and get to shootin
Bullet holes all through the car, he watch his mans die
Night time, killers come out, he watch his mans cry
They took his watch, take off his chain, like what you sayin' I
Fight, break out, pull out a strap, and he got blammed down
They was only kids when they was walkin' home from David Hicks
Feelin' like the man when he hung out with his homie Nick
Nick really the shooter when he hung out, he was in the sticks
Never ever thought that times would ever have to come to this
10 to one, those dark shades on me, you can't see in
Hit the club, f*ck up the bar, they let my crew in
It's a real nigga party, we lookin' like, who let you in
Keep on lookin, we might f*ck up the party and get to shootin
10 to one, those dark shades on me, you can't see in
Hit the club, f*ck up the bar, they let my crew in
It's a real nigga party, we lookin' like, who let you in
Keep on lookin, we might f*ck up the party and get to shootin
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Writer: Cedric Chatmon
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid