Tum Tum - Caprice music

Song Rating: 7.31/10

Song lyrics:

Huh
Hey
(Chorus)
Candy drippin
On the chevy
Caprice cla**ic
Already
I do the fool
Watch me clown
Its dat caprice music
It goes down
(Chorus)

So fly not a wrinkle
Hop up in the Chevy
Work the wood like my single
Dippin and swirvin
Me and Loc ya herd me
Spinnin thru tha grove
Cocked up on 24s
Heavy on da neck
You know me
So many chains on im bout to OG
350 what it is
I see u gripin when that ?? get big
I be stuntin on dat a**
Screens up pop out the dash
Beep beep who got the keys to the caprice(neeroom)
454 engine is obese
Pull up pulled by 25 freeks
I play for keeps

(Chorus)
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Television wood wheels
Sun roof push back
Take boys to school on these slabs


Im a cla** act
One boppa
Two boppa
Three boppa
Four
Welcome to the chevy when I let up the doors
Sippin and smokin
Gotta pa** that
Take five puffs then pa** it right back
Noise my protected
TBGs up
53 B.I.G
D-D-D-D-Double up
Gangs all here
Leather on the chair
Aint nobody flossin like this I swear!
Presidential tint
Bang in the trunk
Pistols everywhere got me fuc*ed up
Milk drop the beat
I lace the track
Im a fool wit it (fool wit it)
Like twisted black
Wip game vicious
My car look delicious
So much candy on the car
Its re-goddamn-diculous

(Chorus)
(Chorus)

One boppa
Two Boppa
Three boppa
Four
One boppa
Two boppa
Three boppa
Four

Date of text publication: 16.01.2021 at 14:29