Lyrics:
downers, ride-arounders, blue oval, bowtie, mopar, classic car, open bar, don't drink and drive, rollin' rollin', motor show, LLC
It was hard to hear over
niggas know you can’t
Really fuck with that
Pusha T, the Clipse just made a classic
GOOD music together we too Jurassic
Niggas straight plastic
Ramadan
I don't want no 'rari, I want classic (Classic)
I want a bad bitch with a nice ass and she Latin
This flow bouta wreak havoc
Your girl she looking
Jersey
Now we can do this a couple of different ways, it really depends
Could give them classic NY jeans over the Timbs
Or I could spit about my car
it like a motor bike
Grinding on it like the rents due
It's a fashion show tonight
So 100 in yo jimmy choos
Oowee I'm scared of you
And you so sexy so
On the stage they strippin' now
Make it rain smackin' bitches
Asses till they booty drop
I train a bitch to show
All you lame bitches, you ain't hot
Fake
On the stage they strippin' now
Make it rain smackin' bitches
Asses till they booty drop
I train a bitch to show
All you lame bitches, you ain't hot
Fake
Yeah, classic hip hop shit
Dr. D-R-E
Rozay and Jay, let's get 'em
We started out moppin' floors
And now we front row at the awards
Number one
Yeah, classic hip hop shit
Dr. D-R-E
Rozay and Jay, let's get 'em
We started out moppin' floors
And now we front row at the awards
Number one
really don’t contend I’m content here’s my ass to kiss
Just pass the spliff try to send good vibes to my friends this some classic shit
Not in a Benz but I
Obe òbé
Òbé òbé
Obe òbé
Obe òbé (Befelow Uk)
Obe òbé
Obe òbé (A-classic Music)
Òbé òbé
Obe òbé
Because of the love wey my fans show me
I say make I
Yeah, classic hip hop shit
Dr. D-R-E
Rozay and Jay, let's get 'em
We started out moppin' floors
And now we front row at the awards
Number one
that like a no look
Drop the curtains word show got you so shook
Mentality on the endless motor
Shit my reign is far from over
Filling in my shoes now
ushering the pixels till the image burned classic
bliss in a barrel and motivation in a basket ima cast it out to sea and wait for my
comma to grasp it I
right, uh, that's that Lil' Trip classic, uh, leave the scene too graphic
Got your mama cryin', uh, tragic, uh, choppa like magic, make you disappear, uh,
have to quote us
I'll drag the floaters, carry on my shoulders
Grab my soldiers put em in the motors
Riding lucky like a four leaf clover
I'm hot
hit show them what they dealing with
Couple chess moves and the Skin City blues quick
[Suede]
Bronx vision, motor demolition
Saturated savvy pins
Losing my summers don't need a vacation
I'm up the gutter like bad luck
LSD tripping this one seater Motor
This two wheeler floating like Appa
Down
it like a classic
Headed straight to over drive
I’m n Beast mode (Beast mode)
And I’m front in center
Of this Freak show (Oouh)
I get em weak when I
the wave
Big dawg I cannot be tamed only be chained
I get on a beat and I slave
Bona i'm getting the cake
Bavarian motor works
Classic I call it gusheshe
the classic, calling these bitches on they bluff
You ain't talking bout me yet, then what you talking bout
I ain't trying to move in silence, I got a motor
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