Lincoln (Explicit Album Version) - The Internet/Mike G.lrc

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[00:04.82]I was rollin' through the ghetto
[00:07.95]
[00:09.03]In my Lincoln Continental
[00:10.69]
[00:14.44]Blowin' Kush smoke out the window
[00:18.27]
[00:19.60]What you think my windows tint for
[00:21.71]
[00:32.42]It go drastic
[00:32.87]Measures in a tale so tragic
[00:34.35]Follow formula 64 as you trail my tracks
[00:36.98]Bitch there's nothin' more pleasant than gettin' paid on point
[00:39.61]Pretty bitches with gold grills just to hold my joints
[00:42.26]I make 'em plead
[00:43.71]As the director says scene
[00:44.85]New words don't say my name
[00:46.49]I just make 'em say king
[00:48.08]Four rings on that mother****er wood grain wheel
[00:50.45]Raw I'm Johnny Law but you should check my appeal
[00:53.67]Once upon a time not too far back
[00:55.91]There was a young wolf pack
[00:57.33]That grew up in a lack
[00:58.49]Syd left King
[00:59.07]And Ace played Black Jack
[01:00.88]Bitches be talkin' shit
[01:02.27]That's how you end up smacked
[01:03.66]I'm after chips
[01:04.40]And if we eating then I'm after your bitch
[01:06.58]Ain't no cost just pimpin' player
[01:07.64]You should be after the risk
[01:09.06]We winnin' like there ain't no other way to play the game
[01:11.60]All I hang around is zeros
[01:12.82]Figure my checks should look the same
[01:14.38]
[01:18.67]I was rollin' through the ghetto
[01:22.82]
[01:23.77]In my Lincoln Continental
[01:24.96]
[01:29.07]Blowin' Kush smoke out the window
[01:31.17]
[01:34.33]What you think my windows tint fo'

文本歌词

I was rollin' through the ghetto
In my Lincoln Continental
Blowin' Kush smoke out the window
What you think my windows tint for
It go drastic
Measures in a tale so tragic
Follow formula 64 as you trail my tracks
Bitch there's nothin' more pleasant than gettin' paid on point
Pretty bitches with gold grills just to hold my joints
I make 'em plead
As the director says scene
New words don't say my name
I just make 'em say king
Four rings on that mother****er wood grain wheel
Raw I'm Johnny Law but you should check my appeal
Once upon a time not too far back
There was a young wolf pack
That grew up in a lack
Syd left King
And Ace played Black Jack
Bitches be talkin' shit
That's how you end up smacked
I'm after chips
And if we eating then I'm after your bitch
Ain't no cost just pimpin' player
You should be after the risk
We winnin' like there ain't no other way to play the game
All I hang around is zeros
Figure my checks should look the same
I was rollin' through the ghetto
In my Lincoln Continental
Blowin' Kush smoke out the window
What you think my windows tint fo'