2 Pistols - Lookin Down On Em lyrics

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2 Pistols - Lookin Down On Em lyrics

(Intro, 2 Pistols) Yeahhh Young boss of the city n***a BMU, Deck, C-bo, J-Flame, Young Ski (Hook) I got the Chevy sittin right Rims shinin bright (b**h I'm-b**h I'm super fly) When I pull up to that light I'm lookin down on 'em (Eyyy eyyy) I'm lookin down on 'em (Wet-wet paint drippin) Off the side Every time I ride I be ridin through the city, choppin like I'm Micheal Myers I'm lookin down on 'em (Eyyy eyyy) I'm lookin down on 'em (Eyyy eyyy) (verse 1, Deck) I just lit a blunt of 'dro Where da bottle? I don't know I just flow to buddy s**ers and my nickname UFO I got a super-duper flow Arms shootin for the sky Steady chokin on that k**a I just murdered Micheal Myers Ridin past the city lights I maneuver through the night Movin colors, I got green and I got purp (M.U. got white) BMU b**h, get it right You got nothin, but you da pain All attention for you lames I got money on my brain Flashin in lanes Sit so high b**h, they compare me to a crane Dump so wet, got off and jumpin out the paint Come ride with me dawg, you better buy a skuba tank The chrome is so strong The paint is on all shine If it creep through them clouds, them n***as gon' be blind All I need is UV rays to put them hoes in a daze Flippin different flavors, b**h can just calls me Lay's C-bo dawg, aye! (Hook) (Verse 2, 2 Pistols) I pull up to the light, you know I'm ridin old school The main four's lookin down, n***a where ya ruler? (So high) Twenty-eight inch deep-dish (Yes) Orange candy paint, baby call it Sunkist (Young boss) Who me? I'm just that n***a She wanna ride with the boss cause my rims is bigger (Oh yeah) If I don't look down, I won't even see you n***as (Where they at?) I don't even see you n***as I'm with a bad b**h fornicating With her two friends, and they participating Yeah that's just the life I live Young boss of the city baby, it is what it is (Hook) (Verse 3, J-Flame & Young Ski) Jizzy! I'm gettin money so, that's the word man I was fly with the white like Birdman (brdrdrdrdr) Aye Khaled, I'm so hood (Hood) I shoulda been on "I'm So Hood" Wiggle in the shop, I grip the Oak wood Twenty-six inches on I-O, what's good? I'm the man, understand? d**h before dishonor, that's the plan (Young Ski) I'm so fly b**h, I think I grow feathers My cliques mob out, call us the "Blues Brothers" I'm sittin real high, them haters might stare I Freddy Crougar'd the whip, to give 'em nightmares Pull up in somethin fly, oh that was light-year I spit a little game, cover your wife's ears I'm lookin down on her, call my whip papsmear Then they come out of this world, like William Shat-neer (Hook)

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