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  • Romeo »

    Romeo Rock My Fitted текст песни

    Rock My Fitted

    (feat. Rich Boyz)

    [Hook x2: C-Los]

    Rock my P. Millers comin [?] in my fitted cap

    Rock my P. Millers comin [?] in my fitted cap

    (Oh) in my fitted cap (whoa) in my fitted cap

    All in the club pullin hoes in my fitted cap

    [Verse: C-Los]

    Im ducked in my fitted ride trucks wit the windows tinted

    Guttar Boyz in it I dont think you dudes serious you’s a scrimmage

    You see me step out wit P. Miller rims and all the tennis (uh-huh)

    In a Saints on a fitted jeans blingin and its drippin

    Oh, you boys playin I’ve been token you boys lame

    And I hang around guerrillas its ziped I was thousand

    Ah man I bank mines and if you yappin thats firin

    I left em solder way yea the bullets them rap titan (oh)

    I keep my rim low, even it can took it to the right

    When I turn it to back that means C-Los is bout to fight

    But I leanin to the left, cuz I sip that purple Sprite

    So Imma, lay like its a Spooner come catchin Mobile Sike

    Yea nigga like me, I got a plan to rival

    Cuz I got a lot of platinum like placks on P walls

    Oh Lord you know C-Los is ready, ducked in my fitted cap

    Ride in my fitted cap, high in my fitted cap

    [Hook x2: C-Los]

    [Verse: Romeo]

    Im some special you never seen in my fitted cap money green (okay)

    [?] on the jersey get it cap dawg master teen (you know)

    20s on Cutlets 26s on the limousines

    Son of a hustler I had to sell nice cream (sell what)

    3.8s when Im goin on a date (ah-ha)

    5.8s duckin Lil’ Rome I dont want you in my face (yea)

    And I feel some kinda beef I just turn it to the back

    Wick it straight in the eyes then make it lean back (yea)

    [Verse: Young V]

    Hat to the side I might be young but Im a beats wit it (oh)

    Freaky like a searcher starched up and lean and freeze in it (oh)

    So I can ball in it (oh) hit them ball in it (oh)

    Throw my soldier cap on them watchin 3 (?) in it (oh)

    Im a rich boy I aint gotta steal shorty (oh)

    Tell that lil rich no cops freakin chip shorty (oh)

    I do some sacks homie (oh) crannies look like Shaq homie

    Represent Guttar Music the hood got my back homie

    [Hook x2: C-Los]

    [Verse: Lil' D]

    Im ducked in my fitted posted up in the cut

    I dont dance in my fitted I just throw my hood up

    Tryna knuck if you buck we gon catch it to the gut

    Cuz Im gone off that drank tryna find a chicken cup but

    Lean wit it, rock wit it, yea I keep my glock wit

    Beefin I pop wit it, possibly due drop gimme (oh)

    24s when I roll and my pockets full of doe

    In the club pullin hoes in my fitted cap

    She wanna see my grill the Guttaboy of da South

    I dont gotta spit game I spit diamonds in my mouth

    Yea, Im state to state I know ya boys dont hate

    So I keep some that’ll make ya click jigglelate

    Yup, Im so T.R.U.

    A red fitted but the diamonds in my chain so B.L.U.

    And yall boys know what we do

    We the proof that keep a lil 22 the Master rims on the Coupe boy boy

    [Hook x2: C-Los]

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