Hollywood Ty, Comethazine - Talk Is Cheap lyrics

Oh my God Ronny

Ayy, skrt in my motherfucking Jaguar
Spent like 200 racks for this fucking Jaguar
I don't want my money back
I just want this Jaguar
Pulled up in a Pontiac, I pulled
Up in a fast car, a Jaguar
Ayy, skrt in my motherfucking Jaguar
Spent like 200 racks for this fucking Jaguar
I don't want my money back
I just want this Jaguar
Pulled up in a Pontiac, I pulled
Up in a fast car, a Jaguar

Choppa hit that boy
He talking shit like he was Hitler
Uzi with that scope
Didn't even shoot he do the Crip Walk
Diamonds on my wrist, my neck got froze
Just call me Cristoph
That boy is just a clone
I tell that joker just to piss off
I don't sip that lean
My cup got water and it's crystal
Climbing up the charts
I'm blowing up just like a missle
Coming for the crowd to all you dismissal
I started from the ground
And now I'm chiseled, it's simple
I got money on my dashboard
I always keep a check
Got that Fendi, Gucci bag
Now I always keep a flex
Are you talking when your racks down
You always interject
Got like 30k in cash now
So give me my respect, ho

Ayy, bust out the motherfucking sun roof
Bullets coming fast
And they spittin' 'till the clip through
(Boom)
Ooh, doubled up my cup, I got the drip too
(O oh) diamonds on my wrist
Swimming through like a fish do
I don't want my money back
I just want a Jaguar
Pulled up in a Pontiac, I pulled
Up in a fast car, a Jaguar
Aye, skrt in my motherfucking Jaguar
Spent like 200 racks for this fucking Jaguar
I don't want my money back
I just want this Jaguar
Pulled up in a Pontiac, I pulled
Up in a fast car, a Jaguar
Aye, bust out the motherfucking sun roof
Bullets coming fast and they spittin'
'till the clip through
Ooh, doubled up my cup, I got the drip too
Diamonds on my wrist
Swimming through like a fish do

Skrt in my motherfucking Jaguar
Spent like 200 racks for this fucking Jaguar
I don't want my money back
I just want this Jaguar
Pulled up in a Pontiac, I pulled
Up in a fast car, a Jaguar
Aye, bust out the motherfucking sun roof
Bullets coming fast and they spittin'
'till the clip through
Ooh, doubled up my cup, I got the drip too
Diamonds on my wrist
Swimming through like a fish do