Baby Smoove - Carolina Plates lyrics
[Baby Smoove - Carolina Plates lyrics]
Boy you bouto O.D you just one perc away
Best believe when I'm rich I'm a throw it in they face
Best believe if this yo bitch I'm a hit her anyway
Best believe that it's two clips hanging off the K
One clip it hold sixty it be curling like a J
We gon' get auntie social, I'ont fuck with no jacks
I'm all in Saks Fifth I don't know bout no jacks
My nigga still snatch whites he ain't changed out his ways
Joski just came home he'll body slam dank
Call the judge Kurt Angle he then locked my nigga ankles
Ski mask had to drop, I ain't robbin' no bank
Too many straps in the car, boy you better have a tank
I ain't making love to no bitch. Fuck I look like Tank?
Boy that shit loose as hell, They was playin' with yo drank?
Right hand you gon' die, if you play with my drank
Ballin' so hard I could've played for the Pistons
But I'm doin' fraud, hoping I don't get convicted
I got a real problem, got a fetish for this chicken
I got a real problem got a fetish for these bitches
We can head out if yo L's ain't suspended
I'ma call her back cause her head was tremendous
130 on the lodge got her coochie on drippin'
It better be some drank if I'm comin' here to visit