Cindy Crawford! lyrics
by Chris King
[Verse: Chris King, Louie Ray & AllStar Lee]
I'm very popular, you already know about it
He was trappin, whippin work and he just closed the door, locked it
[?] after I f*cked the ho out her
She fill my prescriptions for Wokhart, and you don't know bout it
I just poured a duse and burned [?]
What I call the chopper, it's Cindy Crawford, the old model
[?] got a police auto shotty with no nozzle
You ain't talking money [?]
I'm so high, if I fall, I break my legs
These n*ggas tryna ride the wave, just [?]
Don't touch my cup, I break your hands
[?], I break your mans
Talking out of line [?] got her back [?]
I can see the pus*y sh*t in you, [?]
I can see the pus*y in you [?] cat skin
Inside basketball orange, but the [?]
My [?] b*tch brown today, she got a suntan
She dancing in thе dark, I brought the sun in
Alright n*gga, real diamonds, real [?]
Eh listеn
Man tonight, I was staying at the [?]
Bad thick b*tch in there, she gon take her draws off
Man this b*tch gon blow my balls off
[?] 10,000 [?] drop a [?] off
b*tch I'm talking bout a track hawk
[?] your b*tch and beat her down [?]
n*gga say he looking for us, dawg, we around
And this dog food strong, feends tweeking out
Treat your b*tches like a blunt of gass, we share that
Keep that Glock inside the car, like an airbag
I take care of sh*t, handling next day [?]
You know that I'm finna go to work, cause I braid my hair back
Off this drank [?] this trap house
42 all on [?] wrist, that's [?] house
Going early like [?] can't come back out
[?] cause I let my b*tch in to put her back out
Let her get drunk, till it's time to blow her back out
The Rolies like trophies, [?]
[?] tryna buy another half now
They say we too serious, they don't laugh now
[?] for a half pound
Just tryed to give me 2 Glocks, and a [?]
I'm in a 38
Me and Lee was up at 3:00, and you was working late
10, 20's and 50's, tryna perkulate
f*ck her anytime I want to, cause [?]
You ain't even have no work, why you purpitraite?
f*ck it, I'm pouring syrup today
Chopper bullits all through your shirt today
Bout to spend 700 on a shirt today
n*gga, I be living like that
[?] take your sh*t, we ain't giving it back
[?] come in good, gotta make sure they rapped
She in love with my songs, didn't have to pay for the cat, n*gga