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Fecha de emisión: 24.11.2014
Restricciones de edad: 18+
Idioma de la canción: inglés
Cruisin |
Cruising down the street |
Cru-cru-cruising down the street, getting cash flow |
Cruising down the street |
Cru-cru-cruising down the street, with some bad hoes |
Cruising down the street |
Cru-cru-cruising down the street, getting cash flow |
Cruising down the street |
Cru-cru-cruising down the street, with some bad hoes |
Crusing down the street with Nicky and Tiffany |
ah in the air, and kush, cinnamon |
Fresh up out the airplane, jumped up in the rafe |
I’m barely in the door, fuck the rain, I’m straight |
Riding big bucket, me and my girl KimYeing |
Worried bout nothing, I got license and registration |
Pocket full of money, bitch I ball like a dog |
Ride like I’m in an old ‘Lac on white wall |
Turn down Peach street, stopped and got my dogs |
Stopped and got a fifth, then we went and hit the mall |
Got the hat to match my kicks, got some heels for my chicks |
Talking million dollar deals on my iPhone 6, big! |
Ride sick, can’t too many buy this |
Thought I was gone, came home and got rich |
Drop top with a real hot bitch |
She from Brazil where the fuck you find this? |
I be |
Cruising down the street |
Cru-cru-cruising down the street, getting cash flow |
Cruising down the street |
Cru-cru-cruising down the street, with some bad hoes |
Cruising down the street |
Cru-cru-cruising down the street, getting cash flow |
Cruising down the street |
Cru-cru-cruising down the street, with some bad hoes |
I pull up in some shit you never seen |
I’m quick to sell a ho a dream |
Damn Gotti you so selfish |
And I’m like ho I feed the whole team |
Get them bricks and Imma flood the hood |
White ghost, white leather, stainless steel hood |
Yea my grill look like Benihana |
White Rover for my baby momma |
I’m Cruzin' down the street in an old school Chevy |
Bumpin' NWA with that Mac 11 |
And I ain’t saving no hoes cuz I’m not a reverend |
I’m from the streets, Im a thug, and I’m super intelligent |
Put on for the streets and I know that I am |
454 on that cutless, plus the cam |
Red interior, 458 shit |
I pull up in slow mo |
Look like the Matrix |
Cruising down the street |
Cru-cru-cruising down the street, getting cash flow |
Cruising down the street |
Cru-cru-cruising down the street, with some bad hoes |
Cruising down the street |
Cru-cru-cruising down the street, getting cash flow |
Cruising down the street |
Cru-cru-cruising down the street, with some bad hoes |
I keep that strap in my lap |
My phone on loud |
Nigga tryin' to spend something, can’t miss that call |
See a couple of haters looking |
Dismiss that dog |
You know me I’m looking back like I did that dog |
It’s too much money to be made |
To fight over cron |
The day I’m riding the I |
Treating my lungs |
I gotta call from New York, another deal on the table |
Got off the phone like yea, couple mil on the table |
You can catch me in the whip front of sax 5th ave |
With my Dominican black, rich long hair |
Pass through they be looking as i swang on through |
Real recognize real so i chuck up the deuce |
Stopped at the Chevron, got a lil gas |
Pull behind the car wash, got a lil head |
Niggas want my head, but the boy ain’t scared |
Headed home gon' to count the bread |
Boosie Badazz |
I be |
Cruising down the street |
Cru-cru-cruising down the street, getting cash flow |
Cruising down the street |
Cru-cru-cruising down the street, with some bad hoes |
Cruising down the street |
Cru-cru-cruising down the street, getting cash flow |
Cruising down the street |
Cru-cru-cruising down the street, with some bad hoes |