[Hook: Mary Gold] And we roll up in the El Camino Cruisin down south in the El Camino Light one up in the El Camino And we roll up in the El Camino So as we ridin' by So as we ridin' by So as we ridin' by
[Verse: Curren$y] Uh, mama please, twist the trees While I get dressed and look for car keys Start to crank V8, 350 quickly in the breeze like pilin' Got yo allergies wildin' Sneeze cus a nigga so cold when he roll Forgiato, 3 piece gold Not everybody to do it, not everybody that’s fluent And that money talk, Spitta a killa I should write these lyrics in crime scene chalk Now take a walk on the side where the jets reside Stay high, stay fly, always ready to ride Ice cream paint job, smellin' like weed on the inside No question, Chevrolet my obsession Every month I gotta get one, this check will cop my next one Corvette selection, Monte Carlo collection But that El Camino classic perfection Bitches always lookin' in his direction
[Hook]Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
