Couture
We say we ride on these bitches real quick
EMG is the new A-Team
Ain't no more f*cking Gain Greene
Free shows, cheap clothes (uh)
Field nigga foreal Spiritual Negro
Hit the button I can open ya best bitch
Eatin' cockroaches for breakfast
Sirloin, the 87' we order out
Steak sauce on a porterhouse
Hit a swig, 100 thou in a gig
Running round in the crib
Momma proud of the kids come on
Never got straight A's but made M's
Locked in the State pen but never made friends
Six-seater, quarter million a Bigga feature
F*ck a battle, give a nigga the millimeter (yeah)
I Give a nigga what he need
Love thy neighbor, pray for my enemies
They watch with binoculars say cheese
I ain't tryna be popular say please
I averaged 30 a game eight Re's
Three piece suits up no more state greens (ow)
Clear the scene had to let off a few shots, riding on a nigga like 2 PAC
Christian Louboutin in a new drop, yeah riding on a nigga like 2PAC
I forgot to bring the baby her juice box, riding on a nigga like 2PAC
Three bitches at one time, two shots, riding on a nigga like I'm 2 PAC
Dudes with the power come through and devour
And all they was on was Grand Cru and Sour
Jewels and the outfits up in the hundred thousands
With money that they made from standing in front of housin'
Hand in hand they even off the phone
Fingerprints off the chrome
That off your dome
They just need to know you ain't with me
In the era of the haze how you move that piff be
When I'm coming down 8th in that new 850
All cocaine white, don't smell me sniff me
Broker the deal got a boss percentage
I used to sell bricks and live off the interest
Made a lot money but I lost some friendships
Discontinued my cloth is vintage (yeah)
Bags is larger, f*ck you thought, B?
Extra wavy, real New Yorkey (what)
Clear the scene had to let off a few shots, riding on a nigga like 2 PAC
Christian Louboutin in a new drop, riding on a nigga like 2PAC
I forgot to bring the baby her juice box, riding on a nigga like 2PAC
Three bitches at one time, 2 shots, riding on a nigga like I'm 2 PAC
Riding on a nigga like I'm 2 PAC, Riding on a nigga like I'm 2 PAC
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Couture
We say we ride on these bitches real quick
EMG is the new A-Team
Ain't no more f*cking Gain Greene
Free shows, cheap clothes (uh)
Field nigga foreal Spiritual Negro
Hit the button I can open ya best bitch
Eatin' cockroaches for breakfast
Sirloin, the 87' we order out
Steak sauce on a porterhouse
Hit a swig, 100 thou in a gig
Running round in the crib
Momma proud of the kids come on
Never got straight A's but made M's
Locked in the State pen but never made friends
Six-seater, quarter million a Bigga feature
F*ck a battle, give a nigga the millimeter (yeah)
I Give a nigga what he need
Love thy neighbor, pray for my enemies
They watch with binoculars say cheese
I ain't tryna be popular say please
I averaged 30 a game eight Re's
Three piece suits up no more state greens (ow)
Clear the scene had to let off a few shots, riding on a nigga like 2 PAC
Christian Louboutin in a new drop, yeah riding on a nigga like 2PAC
I forgot to bring the baby her juice box, riding on a nigga like 2PAC
Three bitches at one time, two shots, riding on a nigga like I'm 2 PAC
Dudes with the power come through and devour
And all they was on was Grand Cru and Sour
Jewels and the outfits up in the hundred thousands
With money that they made from standing in front of housin'
Hand in hand they even off the phone
Fingerprints off the chrome
That off your dome
They just need to know you ain't with me
In the era of the haze how you move that piff be
When I'm coming down 8th in that new 850
All cocaine white, don't smell me sniff me
Broker the deal got a boss percentage
I used to sell bricks and live off the interest
Made a lot money but I lost some friendships
Discontinued my cloth is vintage (yeah)
Bags is larger, f*ck you thought, B?
Extra wavy, real New Yorkey (what)
Clear the scene had to let off a few shots, riding on a nigga like 2 PAC
Christian Louboutin in a new drop, riding on a nigga like 2PAC
I forgot to bring the baby her juice box, riding on a nigga like 2PAC
Three bitches at one time, 2 shots, riding on a nigga like I'm 2 PAC
Riding on a nigga like I'm 2 PAC, Riding on a nigga like I'm 2 PAC
We say we ride on these bitches real quick
EMG is the new A-Team
Ain't no more f*cking Gain Greene
Free shows, cheap clothes (uh)
Field nigga foreal Spiritual Negro
Hit the button I can open ya best bitch
Eatin' cockroaches for breakfast
Sirloin, the 87' we order out
Steak sauce on a porterhouse
Hit a swig, 100 thou in a gig
Running round in the crib
Momma proud of the kids come on
Never got straight A's but made M's
Locked in the State pen but never made friends
Six-seater, quarter million a Bigga feature
F*ck a battle, give a nigga the millimeter (yeah)
I Give a nigga what he need
Love thy neighbor, pray for my enemies
They watch with binoculars say cheese
I ain't tryna be popular say please
I averaged 30 a game eight Re's
Three piece suits up no more state greens (ow)
Clear the scene had to let off a few shots, riding on a nigga like 2 PAC
Christian Louboutin in a new drop, yeah riding on a nigga like 2PAC
I forgot to bring the baby her juice box, riding on a nigga like 2PAC
Three bitches at one time, two shots, riding on a nigga like I'm 2 PAC
Dudes with the power come through and devour
And all they was on was Grand Cru and Sour
Jewels and the outfits up in the hundred thousands
With money that they made from standing in front of housin'
Hand in hand they even off the phone
Fingerprints off the chrome
That off your dome
They just need to know you ain't with me
In the era of the haze how you move that piff be
When I'm coming down 8th in that new 850
All cocaine white, don't smell me sniff me
Broker the deal got a boss percentage
I used to sell bricks and live off the interest
Made a lot money but I lost some friendships
Discontinued my cloth is vintage (yeah)
Bags is larger, f*ck you thought, B?
Extra wavy, real New Yorkey (what)
Clear the scene had to let off a few shots, riding on a nigga like 2 PAC
Christian Louboutin in a new drop, riding on a nigga like 2PAC
I forgot to bring the baby her juice box, riding on a nigga like 2PAC
Three bitches at one time, 2 shots, riding on a nigga like I'm 2 PAC
Riding on a nigga like I'm 2 PAC, Riding on a nigga like I'm 2 PAC
Writer: Paul Couture, Charles Wingate
Copyright: Lyrics © Downtown Music Publishing, Cloud9
Copyright: Lyrics © Downtown Music Publishing, Cloud9