Lyrics:
done know your destiny
Yo, sexy ladies wan' par wid us
Inna di car wid us, dem nah war wid us
Inna di club dem wan' flex wid us
To get next wid us,
done know your destiny
Yo, sexy ladies wan' par wid us
Inna di car wid us, dem nah war wid us
Inna di club dem wan' flex wid us
To get next wid us,
the whoo (skrrt)
I'm whippin' 'round in the woah woah
I'm whippin' 'round
Whip in the Ford Focus (uh)
Whip in my Ford Focus like (uh, hold up)
Pull up
you pull up in a Taurus, Ford (Focus)
You still can't afford this (Aston)
I just pulled up in a Martin, no Lawrence (yeah, aight)
I'm on tour like
was born black but that shit'll make you dark
Even with a handful of hearts
Mind on the club just to find a little love, my regards
Cause when your
even judges say the birds is dirty
We the reason that the clubs start closing early
Walk up and watch the crowd start moving quick
And I ain't gotta pay
cyaan' do you nothin'
Cah you done know your destiny
Yo, sexy ladies wan' par wid us
Inna di car wid us, dem nah war wid us
Inna di club
destiny
Yo sexy ladies want par with us
In a the car with us
Them nah war with us
In a the club them want flex with us
To get next to us
Them cah vex with
why you keep that tool like dat?
Why you move like dat? I hit the club 50 deep (aye, aye)
How you get so high like dat?
Why your eyes like dat?
body felt broken my knees collapsed in that room
I woke up early at six
Hopped in my old Ford, escape
And left that campus destroyed
By 46 and 3rd Street
nuttin'
'Cah yuh done know yuh destiny
Chorus
Yo, sexy ladies waan par wid us
Inna di car wid us, dem nah war wid us
Inna di club, dem waan flex wid us
Colt Ford, low cash, rednecks, social club.
Colt Ford, low cash, rednecks, social club.
Colt Ford, low cash, rednecks, social club.
homies getting rich, Glory to the Lord
At the club like
Glory to the Lord, glory to the Lord
He let the sun shine on a nigga from the hood
Man I done made
this watch and this chain around my neck
Plus seen a lot a her in the rock-a-fella
?
Now if the club close early
Hell yeah I'm goin' be mad
Cause
benefit's
Early worm, I'm talking shrimp and grit's
I'm switchin' cars with my nigga
Do that twice a day we livin' large
Knowing one day we may ride away
My
disco
Chicken ordered, no Crisco
My nigga David Blaine'd your chick
Disappear like, "Where did my bitch go?"
Them cars out in my gang too
Don't Tony Hawk
homies getting rich, Glory to the Lord
At the club like
Glory to the Lord, glory to the Lord
He let the sun shine on a nigga from the hood
Man I done made
even judges say the birds are dirty
We the reason that the clubs start closing early
Walk up and watch the crowd start moving quick
And I ain't gotta
even judges say the birds are dirty
We the reason that the clubs start closing early
Walk up and watch the crowd start moving quick
And I ain't gotta
early mornings City never sleep
Club hopping selling parties that's like every week
Won't catch a nigga slipping bitch I'm strapped up to the T
Make it
filled, toes done
'Cause it's on at the club
It's Saturday, don't stop, just left the barber shop
Fresh fade, geared up, just got my car washed
Music
making, plays
While you was in the club sucking, face
Blowing money on some bottles you ain't, taste
Got these bitches getting drunk but they don't, stay,
a pic
I put some icing on my wrist
My Forgiato blowing kisses, lips
I hit the club and threw a ten
She know I know I'm goin' in
Got Tom Ford on my
she know I'm a star
I feel free
I'm in the club and I'm tryna get right
I feel free
Most of all 'cause I got life
I feel free
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