Terry F, DC - Carolina lyrics
[Terry F, DC - Carolina lyrics]
Let me tell you where I'm from
Carolina where we chase that cake
Marijuana in the lungs
That's my homie on the drums
She said she want some
Told her she can get it if she
Drop it down and split it
Make it jump, gon' make it jump
She took the trip, she came over
She like the lean mixed with the soda
She like to put her legs on the shoulder
I like it when I make it bend over
We riding down on my part of town
Carolina, where it goes down
My profile is so wow
I'm thunderbird so turn out
Aye girl, what you bout
Bowflex we can work it out
No stress we got purple now
Trying to see what's under that purple towel
Up all night like a motherfucking owl
I beast up in that pussy when
I gun her like the?
Terry F you can't find another style
I'm gonna keep balling till
They call another foul
We on the way to get peso's
Gotta get there before the bank close
These rappers trying to hang 'em
Like hell no
They get stepped on like shell toe
The game is a race, y'all too slow
Y'all getting overlapped like Velcro
I'm Nike all track, like sumo
Cause, I stay on track, like railroads
Bout to make a come up
Cause I'm tired of being broke
Got my mind on my money
And my money in my coat
I had times where I had a job
There were times I sold dro'
There were times I had no money
But now it's time to do shows
Lame nigga, please, quite down
You'll never win, Cleveland Browns
Light the blunt, then pass it round
Get higher than a slut's gown
Smoking on the good
Ho can't never pass it Tim Tebow
She goes up and down, a yo yo
And I'm the shit to you assholes
She rides me mad slow, my flow is mad cold
So don't ever try to pull my card
This ain't a game of Uno
Get ready set, now here we go
This motherfucking beat needs a burial
DC the boss, got a scary flow
They need courage like Murial
Carolina where we chase that cake
Marijuana in the lungs
That's my homie on the drums
She said she want some
Told her she can get it if she
Drop it down and split it
Make it jump, gon' make it jump
She took the trip, she came over
She like the lean mixed with the soda
She like to put her legs on the shoulder
I like it when I make it bend over
We riding down on my part of town
Carolina, where it goes down
My profile is so wow
I'm thunderbird so turn out
Aye girl, what you bout
Bowflex we can work it out
No stress we got purple now
Trying to see what's under that purple towel
Up all night like a motherfucking owl
I beast up in that pussy when
I gun her like the?
Terry F you can't find another style
I'm gonna keep balling till
They call another foul
We on the way to get peso's
Gotta get there before the bank close
These rappers trying to hang 'em
Like hell no
They get stepped on like shell toe
The game is a race, y'all too slow
Y'all getting overlapped like Velcro
I'm Nike all track, like sumo
Cause, I stay on track, like railroads
Bout to make a come up
Cause I'm tired of being broke
Got my mind on my money
And my money in my coat
I had times where I had a job
There were times I sold dro'
There were times I had no money
But now it's time to do shows
Lame nigga, please, quite down
You'll never win, Cleveland Browns
Light the blunt, then pass it round
Get higher than a slut's gown
Smoking on the good
Ho can't never pass it Tim Tebow
She goes up and down, a yo yo
And I'm the shit to you assholes
She rides me mad slow, my flow is mad cold
So don't ever try to pull my card
This ain't a game of Uno
Get ready set, now here we go
This motherfucking beat needs a burial
DC the boss, got a scary flow
They need courage like Murial