Don Toliver - C4 lyrics
Don Toliver [Caleb Zackery] Houston, Texas, U.S
[Don Toliver - C4 lyrics]
Wave Mechanics fred On Em
Riffic
No more hard time, no more
Yeah, I'm blowing up just like a C4
You'll be knocking on my door, oh lord
Hit you with the 12 play, that's a score
No more hard time, no more
Yeah, I'm blowing up just like a C4
You'll be knocking on my door, oh lord
Hit you with the 12 play, that's a score
Big like a tundra, I'm big on big
I got lil' shorty, she want the real
I got the Henny, I signed a deal
Pull out the Rolls, skrt, leave it peeled
You left in tragedy, you had the audacity
I can't even talk to you
I call that shit blasphemy
Call up the radio, go on head and ask for me
Yeah, I need a interview
Damn, girl you're bad to me
I charged up my battery, double cap my salary
I might go achoo on you
I call that allergies
I don't know why they mad at me
I'm coming through with some savagery
Fuck niggas on my line
Tell 'em niggas get the
No more hard time, no more
Yeah, I'm blowing up just like a C4
You'll be knocking on my door, oh lord
Hit you with the 12 play, that's a score
No more hard time, no more
Yeah, I'm blowing up just like a C4
You'll be knocking on my door, oh lord
Hit you with the 12 play, that's a score
I meet her in my hoeing time
I told her I was touring
We would look good in that DeLorean
Got the doors up and she going
Baby momma, I'm scoring
I'm going hard with Lauren
No more hard time, no more
Yeah, I'm blowing up just like a C4
You'll be knocking on my door, oh lord
Hit you with the 12 play, that's a score
No more hard time, no more
Yeah, I'm blowing up just like a C4
You'll be knocking on my door, oh lord
Hit you with the 12 play, that's a score
Riffic
No more hard time, no more
Yeah, I'm blowing up just like a C4
You'll be knocking on my door, oh lord
Hit you with the 12 play, that's a score
No more hard time, no more
Yeah, I'm blowing up just like a C4
You'll be knocking on my door, oh lord
Hit you with the 12 play, that's a score
Big like a tundra, I'm big on big
I got lil' shorty, she want the real
I got the Henny, I signed a deal
Pull out the Rolls, skrt, leave it peeled
You left in tragedy, you had the audacity
I can't even talk to you
I call that shit blasphemy
Call up the radio, go on head and ask for me
Yeah, I need a interview
Damn, girl you're bad to me
I charged up my battery, double cap my salary
I might go achoo on you
I call that allergies
I don't know why they mad at me
I'm coming through with some savagery
Fuck niggas on my line
Tell 'em niggas get the
No more hard time, no more
Yeah, I'm blowing up just like a C4
You'll be knocking on my door, oh lord
Hit you with the 12 play, that's a score
No more hard time, no more
Yeah, I'm blowing up just like a C4
You'll be knocking on my door, oh lord
Hit you with the 12 play, that's a score
I meet her in my hoeing time
I told her I was touring
We would look good in that DeLorean
Got the doors up and she going
Baby momma, I'm scoring
I'm going hard with Lauren
No more hard time, no more
Yeah, I'm blowing up just like a C4
You'll be knocking on my door, oh lord
Hit you with the 12 play, that's a score
No more hard time, no more
Yeah, I'm blowing up just like a C4
You'll be knocking on my door, oh lord
Hit you with the 12 play, that's a score