Lyrics:
should've been
Where I'm at
I guess I wanted it more
Tryna just run it up more
Tired of working at stores
Tired of working off boards
Tired of factories
Tired
bout to break the pen
Pencil be the oar when its sink or swim
Get played real soft
Like a mandolin
U runnin round wit a man
Who a mannequin
Wit ya
All my Dade County Chevy boys, who drive candy toys and tolt guns galore
And treat the Hummer like a Tonka toy
Got shit you niggaz ain't seen before
a pirate, ready for plunder
Snaking local spots, and stealing their Thunder, I
Lost my religion, praying to the god of lumber
I purged all my toys, I had
county chevy boys, who drive candy toys and tolt guns galore
And treat the hummer like a tonka toy
Got shit you niggaz ain't seen before
Boom!! it's
Thousands on my fashion
Walk in the store I'm spazzin'
Thousands on my fashion
Walk in the store I'm spazzin'
Geeked up, sleep by the end of this
telling me
You gotta know the territory! Spend a hand
Lend a grand
Who's gonna patronize a little bitty
Two-by-four kinda store anymore?
Gotta go! Gotta
and open up the toys
I got in store for ya
Baby
It's where you'll wanna be
Yeah
Rum in that
Don't be holding back
Need more Coquito
In my cup
Gimmie all
niggaz ride by my Dolo
Get the keys to my car, and I jump in
Hit the Liquor store, buy my Cigars and 'gen
Get drunk and I'm off in the wind
Lookin' for
trippin'
Tell me what you 'bout to do
She told me she about to go home,
But first she gotta stop by the store
She needed double A's for a new device,
knock ya ass of the free seat
All my Dade County Chevy boys, who drive candy toys and tolt guns galore
And treat the Hummer like a Tonka toy
Got shit you
All my Dade County Chevy boys, who drive candy toys and tolt guns galore
And treat the Hummer like a Tonka toy
Got shit you niggaz ain't seen before
don't know what you came to see
Nigga just out here feeding my kids
Throw up the duece and let me slide on by
Cause everybody wants to be a tough guy
the night
So your ma and your pa have departed
The party and left you to fight
So hang tight, to the tickets you've won
And your toy laser gun
Set your Faz
my hand
But when I’m with you girl
You make me feel like a millionaire
Like a rolls Royce in a toy store
Girl ya just, oh so rare
We’ll be drinking
It's been so long since you dropped by the store
You're still as pretty as you were before
You've still got personality and poise
You were always
more toys
Hit the lot by the grocery store
To me way, hay
Tow them away
The Lincoln Park Pirates are we
From Wilmette to Gary
There's nothing so
Ima have to go see some more
Rolling 5 deep
These clothes that can't be from the store
Ship it to me
Shipwrecks by me
The power it be so solar
You
And the presents by my tree
Are ones my parents bought at the store, but
I believe in you
No matter what people say
I believe in you
I know you’ll come Christmas
will birth the skies blue
Disguise you
You will be my boy toy in your prime ooh
Purple Hues and Mahogany Highlights
She only wanna fuck when the times
and vandalize any store our eyes
Land on, fuck the merchandise, it's a war outside
It's a war outside
Pride and joy
Misery lets me find you
What made the boy
But
or you swingin ya rag
Where I come from
The liquor store smack
Parking lot pimpin leave that bitch on smash
Where I come from
Betta get yo cash
Ain’t
Now that young girl, outside the store
Was trying to capture snow's magic
But each flake melted at her touch
Which her young mind found quite tragic
they ever see you movin' wacky
Back seat, back seat
Swervin' them toys, never thought I'd be so flashy
Taxi, taxi (mh, ah)
Taxi boy, take 'em
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