Cookin Soul - CREAM TEAM lyrics
[Cookin Soul - CREAM TEAM lyrics]
Twist a black Dutch up, whattup, crane style
Chain style
Magnolium Rock, twenty-eight thou', plus
Gorgeous, Star Trek cordless
Flashback freeze
Chedder in the sweater three keys
Myer Lans' stance, Don Steez
Yo, it's us, the Cold Crush, ice niggas plush
Baby what, peep the black dust
Diamond in the rough
Playin shadows
Ridin on the track side-saddle
Long John Silver
The God on your block like God-zilla
RRAWWARRR She gave away my
Pussy I'mma kill her
Aiyyo, spit for me, hear me, Cream Team
Wake these niggas up they ain't hear me
Promotin on Leary
Yo come back, switch slang theory
American Cream with no I in the team
Laser beam
Another sound boy dyin
Crowd noise multiplyin
Don't let the fuzz slide in
Bust out the sirens
Sure win, lure em in like exotic women
I smile with the sinister grin to finish him
You fuckin with Hoodz
Get your goods pushed back you fraud
Pull the wool off your Hollywood act
Throw your body on the tracks
Pull the back out your raps
Burn like, the human torch
Lookin for collapse
It's the intricate, syndicate
Thoughts travel infinite
Thunderous, movin hundreds
We on the run shit
Aiyyo, spit for me, hear me, Cream Team
Wake these niggas up they ain't hear me
Promotin on Leary
Yo come back, switch slang theory
American Cream with no I in the team
Laser beam
Aiyyo, spit for me, hear me, Cream Team
Wake these niggas up they ain't hear me
Promotin on Leary
Yo come back, switch slang theory
American Cream with no I in the team
Laser beam
Chain style
Magnolium Rock, twenty-eight thou', plus
Gorgeous, Star Trek cordless
Flashback freeze
Chedder in the sweater three keys
Myer Lans' stance, Don Steez
Yo, it's us, the Cold Crush, ice niggas plush
Baby what, peep the black dust
Diamond in the rough
Playin shadows
Ridin on the track side-saddle
Long John Silver
The God on your block like God-zilla
RRAWWARRR She gave away my
Pussy I'mma kill her
Aiyyo, spit for me, hear me, Cream Team
Wake these niggas up they ain't hear me
Promotin on Leary
Yo come back, switch slang theory
American Cream with no I in the team
Laser beam
Another sound boy dyin
Crowd noise multiplyin
Don't let the fuzz slide in
Bust out the sirens
Sure win, lure em in like exotic women
I smile with the sinister grin to finish him
You fuckin with Hoodz
Get your goods pushed back you fraud
Pull the wool off your Hollywood act
Throw your body on the tracks
Pull the back out your raps
Burn like, the human torch
Lookin for collapse
It's the intricate, syndicate
Thoughts travel infinite
Thunderous, movin hundreds
We on the run shit
Aiyyo, spit for me, hear me, Cream Team
Wake these niggas up they ain't hear me
Promotin on Leary
Yo come back, switch slang theory
American Cream with no I in the team
Laser beam
Aiyyo, spit for me, hear me, Cream Team
Wake these niggas up they ain't hear me
Promotin on Leary
Yo come back, switch slang theory
American Cream with no I in the team
Laser beam