Caddy Da Don

Caddy Da Don - Ego feat. Tony Austin lyrics

rate me

Hook:

Money, cars, clothes, hoes

But stop put your niggas you broke I suppose,

now you think it's funny, don't fuck with my money

you know how we go, please don't test my ego

Yeah, please-please don't test my ego

Yeah, yeah please-please don't test my ego

Yeah, yeah please-please don't test my ego

Yeah, yeah please-please don't test my ego

Put your Maybelinne in your mack down

baby check my back ground

that's bought em all that's smack down

like biggie smalls had the crack down

that ice-cream got a nice team

need a nice queen I did the nice thing,

on the nice sing is the 90

had a green cat and that was me dead

you know towel's loud just to bottle pop

but that drop here to make a model stop,

his squirrel wire to tell the power up

no world wide to do the sower up

no Beverly Hills the.. with my aunt bro

pull the ask em all and then I'ma ask em all

then slide off with my Swedish bro,

her body soft, but she need hoe

she on her knees but don't pray to go,

nigga been home, been run the yard,

my seat oh is a G oh, nigga callin in the ego,

good poppin we gree go, gothe droppin postra

please don't push my ego

[Hook:]

Ask your favorite trap star, guarantee he know me

way before the damn shit, I was baby homie,

started giving tease out, pop pop go the resort

standing on my own tune, and tell me why I need you

all my braces damn high, see with ever loud do

guess I'm who they proud of, tell my city I'm proud too,

his grind time but a fine line

between broke and rich, stop joking bitch

this spoken word I've broken word,

see I'm a shit, I flirt the kid

keep it dinner play on the inner state

my money never loco, just trap coke manga

bank account look loco

haters wish I would stop, rap game in the choco

dream I could run for Governor,

faith won't let me vote go.

[Hook:]

With no vest on let you shoot, yeah you got that new coop

I just brought a boat though, name that bitch it wont' go

ups I mean that new ..my future could make you high,

bout the time that you ply, might wake up with two pie,

hit don't make no bigger small, me I have no pix it all

go hard to that casket fall, who really want play basketball

just trying to feed my family man,

so I'm riding dirty in the family vein

when I'm whipping hard tryin to whipe the tain

hustle hard yes yes I can

lost it all got it back again

rolling balling re hay, I don't know what you spin

one point five when we green,

I'm on a.. baby boy, drop the quarter mill just to get it tall

in Saint Tropez when I really wanna play

you the G five..just to see who I..

[Hook:]

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