Baby Smoove - I Can't Choose lyrics
[Baby Smoove - I Can't Choose lyrics]
Chris on the track
Who is you?
I'm thinkin' 'bout them Ms, I need a few
I can't choose
Do I hit the stores or the booth?
You know my crew, I say it every song
It's double twos
I can't lose, pump fakin' with your move
You make the news
I'm too true, I just turned in for all blues
Spend some time over there
Some of the clerks think we cool
We ain't tired of the drank
Me and bro just matched a deuce
Bust a buck on seven-fives
Tryna' meet up with my dude
How you livin'? These niggas
Want that chеck, but they won't get it
I'm indepеndent, let's talk
About the juggs, i made some digit's
Don't get ignant
My nigga to the left don't mind his business
I couldn't listen, she goin' off
Said sometin' 'bout attention
You know my mission, find
Out niggas dissin', we gon' stiff 'em
Brodie said it's good, I need parts
We 'bout to kill him
They thought it was a race
But they ain't know that I was finished
I'm in it
Keep a K 'cause I be in the trenches
It's a move
Came a long way from trappin' in my Trues
I just left a show
The stripper told me "Thank you"
I think I'm lost
Just left the mall and forgot what I bought
It's your fault, don't try it
They gon' line you with the chalk
Who is you?
I'm thinkin' 'bout them Ms, I need a few
I can't choose
Do I hit the stores or the booth?
You know my crew, I say it every song
It's double twos
I can't lose, pump fakin' with your move
You make the news
I'm too true, I just turned in for all blues
Spend some time over there
Some of the clerks think we cool
We ain't tired of the drank
Me and bro just matched a deuce
Bust a buck on seven-fives
Tryna' meet up with my dude
Who is you?
I'm thinkin' 'bout them Ms, I need a few
I can't choose
Do I hit the stores or the booth?
You know my crew, I say it every song
It's double twos
I can't lose, pump fakin' with your move
You make the news
I'm too true, I just turned in for all blues
Spend some time over there
Some of the clerks think we cool
We ain't tired of the drank
Me and bro just matched a deuce
Bust a buck on seven-fives
Tryna' meet up with my dude
How you livin'? These niggas
Want that chеck, but they won't get it
I'm indepеndent, let's talk
About the juggs, i made some digit's
Don't get ignant
My nigga to the left don't mind his business
I couldn't listen, she goin' off
Said sometin' 'bout attention
You know my mission, find
Out niggas dissin', we gon' stiff 'em
Brodie said it's good, I need parts
We 'bout to kill him
They thought it was a race
But they ain't know that I was finished
I'm in it
Keep a K 'cause I be in the trenches
It's a move
Came a long way from trappin' in my Trues
I just left a show
The stripper told me "Thank you"
I think I'm lost
Just left the mall and forgot what I bought
It's your fault, don't try it
They gon' line you with the chalk
Who is you?
I'm thinkin' 'bout them Ms, I need a few
I can't choose
Do I hit the stores or the booth?
You know my crew, I say it every song
It's double twos
I can't lose, pump fakin' with your move
You make the news
I'm too true, I just turned in for all blues
Spend some time over there
Some of the clerks think we cool
We ain't tired of the drank
Me and bro just matched a deuce
Bust a buck on seven-fives
Tryna' meet up with my dude