Текст песни Baby Blue Soundcrew f Choclair, Mr. Mims - Private Party Collectors Edition Volume
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(Intro)Love `em allHaha gotta be one of them Baby Blue jointsTurn it up a notchLet me see them speakers rockChoclair featuring Mr. MimsAiyo Mims, whos this joint going out to?(Chorus)This is for my street missesThe one`s who like to creep missesIn the back seat of my jeep missesThis is for the haters (woooah)The ones that floss with no doeWe loves them all you know how we love `em all(Choclair)You know we say we wanna do is bring it to the streetsAnd realize that its too farSo wanna bring it where they are where they areYou all niggaz at home doin` dishes with their ma (yo)Or back playin ball wit pa` I don`t hateBut its love and im only gonna roll with real thugsWho show love to niggas who came from nothing and rose aboveWho broke their balls to be a starNow they shine bright (no the stores got a brighter light)See it`s funny to me when people wanna go bad-talk-meBut in a few years they be puttin` chips in your skinTo get your IDYet you suckers wanna hate on me? (get your priorities right)I don`t fight I sit back with Cogn-i-acSpark the Cohiba bright, give you moreWhen it`s a Sauve Dawg thing you been looking for ???Chocs is the funk that`ll stankThat pumps your radioThat pumps the G`s into my bankTake your whole 4, fuck the plankWookie niggas try to step up but Chocs he pulls rankChop you on tour, take your rewardsYour uniform`s plain, your stripe`s been tornReppin` for the T-O-R-O-N-T-O T Dot O Dot Dot (fades into Chorus)(Chorus)This is for my street missesThe one`s who like to creep missesIn the back seat of my jeep missesThis is for the haters (woooah)The ones that floss with no doeWe loves them all you know that we love `em all (yo yo yo yo yo)(Choclair)I`m just trying to liveOnly take what you trying to giveI won`t wait, I`ll just take for a ride in the 6I won`t wait, You ain`t the only one I`m tryin` to hitPlenty other chicks eyeing the whip (you know)I`m gonna take `em and scoop `em upEspecially when the roof is upEither hop in the coup or truckIt`s all the same just dont play no games like(Sean I really don`t do this much)I`m not a brandy manI`m in your dreams like candy manPlus, I only touch girls named CandylandWhen im in candy land sweet enough to eat it upLike candied yams, call me handy manI never take chickits to tandy landI never Hawk chicks like Atlanta manI`ll take a girl out on a family planThats why these girls can`t stand me mannn (fades)(Chorus - repeat 2X)This is for my ballars my hustlersMy my my brothers who like like my sistersWho love it beneath the coversFor my thugs my soldiers who try to get them roversWho won`t stop for nothin` you want hits we bust `em(Mr. Mims)Now being the type of man that I am, I justDon`t coo wheather you come through with a crewMakin` noise so they boost yaCause niggas just cruise for a looseCause they think what they drop is the shot like a shooterBut I ain`t what you used toI`m out for millions like I`m BrewsterT Dot T DotWatch out, the heat that we bring, Sauve Dawg spread your wings(Chorus - repeat 3X)(Outro)Mims yeah private party 2What`s up y`all, It`s gotta be Kid Kut the voice of the vibe