Cap 1 - They Luv Dat lyrics

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Cap 1 - They Luv Dat lyrics

[Cap.One] Uh, yeah, uh yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah uh My Chi town playas (They luv dat, they luv dat) Philly and DC (They luv dat, they luv dat) Atlanta, Miami, LA (They luv dat, they luv dat) (Atlanta, Miami, LA) Memphis and Texas, The Bay (Uh Texas, The Bay uh) North and South Carolina (They luv dat, they luv dat) Virginia and them Big Tymers (They luv dat, they luv dat) MI, Vegas, Jersey behind ya (They luv dat, they luv dat) Detroit, Orlando that's where you can find us! YEAH! First of all where my big cats Who sit back and pop Cris By the six pack sittin' on big stacks Like dig that They call me strobe light Cause of the way my ice shine when I hold mics n***a get your dough right Spit rhymes for b**hes they luv dat Then flip it gutta for muthaf**as Where my thugs at? Catch me on the block all night Flippin' drug backs Hataz don't honor want drama Then we lettin' slugs clap For the love of the n***as and b**hes Who a run up in the spot with the gun co*ked and hit n***as Lookin' for the Windy City watchers Y'all don't want none with the prophet Windy City Mobsters we fixin' to prosper Hittin' opposition with a mini mack clip And dippin' in the Benz that was flickin' That's how we ride on a mission See I spit that sh** for my k**as On the block duckin' the cops We bout Scrilla! It's South Side till the day I die We gorillas! Its M-Five n***a that's the tribe we the realer 1 - [Cap.One] Check when you see me flickin' up the block (They luv dat) Hat co*ked, checkin' my watch yo (They luv dat) Beats bangin, droppin' the top (They luv dat) Iced out flossin' my rocks You know they luv dat When you see off in the club (They luv dat) One Blunt rolling on dubs (They luv dat) When I show 'em nothin' but love (They luv dat) VIP nothin' but thugs (They luv dat) [Nokio] I see you're sick playa Cause I rock j**els for the rush I get Dru Hill platinum dragons custom sh** Chain truck, chipped up make you tuck your sh** One night all it take and I'll cut your chick You see the rings that I'm rockin', the bracelet Rolley ice, tough shinin' like the face was lit See f** y'all haters I run up in your face and spit We used to have to wait in line and now we GANGSTA sh** And n***as love that sh** When the playas be minked up, six chicks linked up Dough by the gray trucks Spend cash for y'all Grab a** for y'all Six cases of Cris when we pa** the bar n***a I'm N-O-K-I-O Spit it for my n***as and b**hes that got dough They luv dat Shut it down playa every show Rollin' with the don, Cap One watch it blow How they luv dat! [Repeat 1] [Cap.One] Yo reminiscing when I beat box and pop blocks But now I cop cops and run up in rock spots Duck when the block co*k f** f*g n***as I bust the mack split ya Grill to the wife mean she cop the Jag Flick up the block then cop her squat Let beats bang while y'all chickens pop that co*k Move that thang shorty frontin' like you got something for me (Got something for me uh) Never ever give a tip unless she cuttin' my homie (Unless she cuttin' my homie) I'm pimpin' your Rolley and see it with your eyes Plus I'm just living the life Windy city ballers, city in Chi Right-handed villains and we ready to ride Keep your head in the five Live like a big dog at the club with the dick grown Hat co*ked eyes all up on the girl with the big shorts Now tell me what the info Now you live that sh** when a n***a be ballin' Hit up his block and bump for eight blocks Windows cracked sippin' on Yack Now who the mack? C-A-P dot and keep a Dre-A co*ked I'm sponsored by the macks in the hood A matter of fact I'm still backed by the hood So what y'all wanna act Then it's good we can take it to the stage If we gotta bring it back to the woods Now you see? [Repeat 1 until the end]

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