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Cruisin' in this 94 Mustang, blood stain Cruisin' in this 94, Cruisin' in this 94 Cruisin' in this 94 Mustang, blood stain Cruisin' in this 94, Cruisin' in this 94 Cruisin' in this 94 Mustang Already lookin' like a must stain Zulu shoutout to my blood gang Required cell God I ain't do nothing Nothing I wake up in the morning roll a blunt mane Wonder who the fuck i'm finna stunt on Cuz i'm swooped up, couped up, I ain't do too much doe Ain't no stocks naw baby this is turbo When my seat up, got a heata, call her nina And I really hope that you ain't gotta meet her This a two-seater so who you tryna bring yeah Forget your homies baby You're gonna have to leave em Cruisin' in my 94 Mustang, Mustang Cruisin' in my 94, Cruisin' in my 94 Cruisin' in my 94 Mustang, Mustang Cruisin' in my 94, Cruisin' in my 94 Letras de cancionesPimps up, hoes down season If she ain't got my money I ain't leavin' Ima hunt that hoe down for no reason Naw ima hunt that hoe down for the treason Cuz im cruisin' in this 94 bloodstain Wondering why the fuck shе tried to play me And i'm cruisin' in this 94 bloodstain Wondering who thе hell she tryna play mane Cuz I do this shit all fuckin day babe I'm a real fucking P-I-M-P hey Don't you ever gotta worry bout me naw I don't fuck with no fleas, get off me ah From Letras Mania