Concrete Boys

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Hey, man, say, man, this shit the future, I'm just bein' honest We the ones that's poppin', never floppin', you know what I'm sayin'? Hey, man, don't cut this shit raw, not a flaw, I'ma tell you whats goin' on I'm on 285 in a SRT, lookin' out for GSP (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) I got two thumbs up and I'm wavin' 'em back and forth like RVD (Yeah, yeah, yeah) I'm in a GLS 600, lil' nigga, naw, this ain't a GLE (Yeah, yeah) All these rubber bands around this money, man, you can call me TIP (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) I'm on 285 in a SRT, lookin' out for GSP (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) I got two thumbs up and I'm wavin' 'em back and forth like RVD (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) I'm in a GLS 600, lil' nigga, naw, this ain't a GLE (Yеah, yeah) All these rubbеr bands around this money, man, you can call me TIP (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, uh, uh, uh) I'm on 285, on the E-way Me, Ren-Ren, and lil' DJ, huh Six Flags, San Andreas, I'm CJ If I get bored, nigga, I board the PJ Take a trip like I just won a sweepstakes I got my mask on, nigga, Macho Libre Shit done got mega, hold on, Mizay Hold on, I'm duckin' that shit just like Tjay And I'm flyin' in the plane on autopilot (Woah) And my bitch fly too, she my co-pilot (Woah) Nigga, everything big, nigga, supersizin' (Woah) We go overseas like we supervisin' (Woah) We go overseas like we tourin' (Woah) Letras de cancionesI hop in the foreign, I floor it (Woah) I hop in the foreign, I flex it (Woah) Young nigga, Polo Ralph Lauren (Woah) Polo, this a brand-new ribbon (Woah) She can smell the cologne when she hug me Huh, I'm grippin' her ass while we fuckin' (Woah) Fifty so big, can't even tuck it (Woah) Huh, I'm stackin' the cream like a Russian Huh, I run through this shit, it ain't nothin' I'm havin' bars, you niggas monkey I'm steppin' on shit, I done grew me a foot, foot, foot I'm on 285 in a SRT, lookin' out for GSP (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) I got two thumbs up and I'm wavin' 'em back and forth like RVD (Yeah, yeah, yeah) I'm in a GLS 600, lil' nigga, naw, this ain't a GLE (Yeah, yeah) All these rubber bands around this money, man, you can call me TIP (Yeah, yeah, yeah) I'm on 285 in a SRT, lookin' out for GSP (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) I got two thumbs up and I'm wavin' 'em back and forth like RVD (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) I'm in a GLS 600, lil' nigga, naw, this ain't a GLE (Yeah, yeah) All these rubber bands around this money, man, you can call me TIP (Mudman, Mudman, Mudman, Mudman, Mudman, Mudman, Mudman, Mudman) I'm raisin' the bar like I'm raisin' my arm (Mud) Van Cleef on my wrist and it's matchin' my charm (Mud) Van Cleef on my wrist and it's matchin' my bitch (Mud) We stickin' together like Lilo and Stitch (Mud) We stickin' together like group home (Mud) Skeleton face, two-tone (Mud) Boy, ya cap, clip-on, huh (Mud) Anything I get on, I shit on (Mud) Old school Cadillac with a flip phone (Mud) Man, the suit, pinky ring, I'm in pimp mode, huh (mud) I'm poppin' my shit for shit show, huh (Mud) I'm poppin' my shit, Crisco, huh (Mud) Dollar, huh, Creflo (Mud) I'm on ten, Isiah Pacheco (Mud) Huh, cheese, huh, queso (Mud) Huh, one leg in the air like Fabo (Mud) Hey, man, say, man, y'all know what's goin' on We set the trend, we can't do it wrong I'm tellin' ya, man From Letras Mania