Текст песни C-Bo - Tycoon, слова песни C-Bo

Текст песни C-Bo - Tycoon

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HmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmOhhhhhhhhhhhhOhhhhhhhhhhhhhh yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh[Verse 1: C-Bo]Now see I be the man with all the plansTrips and personal leer jets across the landSee me in bently in front of billboard liveSipping on cristal crushed ice and limeWhile I flex baggets and rubys on my wristMy niggas be the shit like rotweilers and pitsTop dollers and fits markeys to kissYour four keds on my pinkie might crease your lipsGot offshore accounts swizes in japanNeed money machines to count the cash at handPush a candy green navy on unleves with four tvsGold real smiling like flaming young key I`m all about the moneyAnd I mix it with the hunnys but not a trickHoes can`t get none from meCatch me in rag benz count my ends I don`t hate we move tapesState to stateSurprise to see me riding your townSo much ice it`ll melt the whole city might drownForever stay a playa and ball with tycoonsBentlys and mansions with like 15 roomsFall to my doom all I wanted was the cashLambouginis ferraris benz convertable jagsRolex on my right bravado on my left rollin in sweatOn my personal leer jet tycoon[Chorus]All I wanna do is to have the better things in lifeI`m a tycoon diamond rings and live this life that`s all I knewWas to hustle day and night stack my chips and rub this icethat`s a playa`s life ohhhhhhhh yeahhhhhhhhhhh[Verse 2]Double r`s and movie stars wanna know who we areQuarter million dollar cars in six car garageIt`s like a mirage when you step out on the deckAll I wanted was the best so I built the restAnd iced the neck then I spiced the deck with swimming pools and hot tubsPrivate flights to met cico puerto rico peruvian flakesMetro rap cakes that I`m getting for eightI`m straight don`t use it never do I touchI put this 40 carrots and diamonds and get them crushedLost the fourtune and fame I`m pushing the caineWhen the fourtune put us stressed to get the fourtune I gainedAnd still remain the same nigga swerving the lanesWith a cup full of crushed ice pouring the champagneSmoking the dank while I`m holding a drankWest coast my motto toting all the dank tycoon[Chorus][Verse 3]I be a star to those who supposed to be hoesBut only hoes like those in skirts in tight clothsAnd those a dealers played out with kangolsHad troppaz so I swooped up the range rollsGot better hoes gucci sweater clothsAnd went from V.S.O.P. to X.O.From quarter karats to cares girlfriendThen marriage with a baby to cherishAnd a mansion for my parentsTimex to Rolex all gold to diamondsNow I "Bling Bling" like Cash Money cause I`ll be shiningMy broad stays smothered downAnd Victoria`s Secret from a disc to her ass crackRight price to peeping in allI`m not a pimp I just live when I walkKarl Kani boxers is fence because of my deal with warlockStaking lobsters from pork chopsFrom pissing on lingers and knoliesTo pissing criss down at the yacht tycoon[Chorus]

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