Jd Era - Rice In China Town lyrics

rate me

(Intro)

Illustrating the truth

(Verse)

I'm selling dreams like rice in China Town

This some shit you gotta see, it ain't the same if I write it down

My time is now, this liquor I'm sippin' brown

I'm picturing my dick is king, girl, let your mouth be the crown

If the studio like Coolio, my boy is fantastic

My drive, like eat your mess, I ain't worried 'bout traffic

If we see you take the torch, we ain't ask you to pass it

If I can bring back a rabbit, be old dirty basket

Follow the flow, I'm banging bitches like a pair of Glocks

She gave me head three times, try serum tops

I'm known to swear a lot, but never gave a fuck, though

Cause it's cut, yo, with a machete at your front door

I fuck hoes, you the type that wipe a chicken, suck toes

I'm the type to tell a bitch to hit the stripping muscle

I get it and she get it

I get it and she don't

Make my money, make some money

Broke some lawrie, nigga boom (???)

(Hook)

I tell 'em love yo' bricks, young man

Love ya bricks

Don't get too caught up in that fast life!

But when we switching lanes, young man

Don't get too caught up in that fast life!

(Verse)

Niggas is jokers, rappers sellin' great ambean

And BBO gun, got Mac green, yeah, you in the Opera

Hold on, got Mac green, yeah, I'm on my Ogra

I'm like a dollar on the club promoter

They should have told ya, I squeeze ass cheese like a cobra

These bitches love it when I call 'em ova