lirik lagu james harden – chuck inglish
[intro: chuck inglish]
yo what up, it’s chuck inglish, you are now in the mix
illroots radio three.5. live with og chase b
[hook x2]
riding through the city man i’m h-town mobbin’
coming down on them thangs’ sw-ngin’ bows james harden
riding through the city man i’m h-town mobbin’
coming down on them sw-ngin’-sw-ngin’ bows james harden
(illamerica baby!)
[verse 1: vic mensa]
(lean, lean, lean, lean)
run for the money girl you cut too close so cold
and the d’ pulled up in a 4′
my co-worker told me got a 50 for the o’
old boy had to take the tennessee for the low
yeah, yeah wait, wait b-tch don’t tell me
your first name jamie, your best friend tammy
had them -ss up in the hall like tammity
how many hoes can i blow, yosemite
boom boom b-tch get the f-ck out my way
you can hear the trunk before i pull up all day, feels great
i can’t be the n-gga in the kk
money from the rip save money til’ the grave
tell the n-gga that seeks some moon beast
put a tiger in a cage
by the swimming pool, shawty she said she wanna’ hit a rave
pop a molly, bout’ to have an out-of-body experience
n-gga serious told her to meet me in the lobby
we in the hotel bathroom smoking og kush she got me open
hope i make it back to houston whip this hooptie rusted-broken
me being broke, that’s a broken promise
made a promise to myself gotta’ keep it honest
coming out of dreams, n-gga f-ck a king of diamonds
we in h-town sippin’, police behind us
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[verse 2: k!lla kyleon]
white cup full of screw juice, po’d up
i’m on a fresh set of 4’s when i roll up
candy paint, drop top, let it fold up
hit the block on the box, yellin’ “hold up!”
money on my [?] fitted
fresh [?] go get it
diamonds in my mouth, jelly got me so chilly
gettin’ tlc, pop bands like w-ll–s
no bike life, tryna counter meek milly
h-town n-gga but i’m flyin’ to the philly
racks in my trues, ben franks is my billies
country -ss n-gga but my name not w-lly
cup stay [?] cause i popped the seal
paint so wet like i copped a seal
ridin’ on gl-ss box, watch the wheels
time, money, so a n-gga can’t stop to chill
cause i can’t, headed to the bank
supremes on my pedal, 93 in my tank
sip ’till i faint, ball like a saint
broke n-o, real n-gga, my reign
waka flocka flames’ all a young n-gga spit
iphone notes got a young n-gga rich
talk that pimp but knock a dumb n-gga’s b-tch
throwin’ up money, got them dumb n-ggas sick
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