Tuki Carter

Tuki Carter - 70's Clothes lyrics

rate me

I'll be feed up like a Cheerios stack

Murder, murdered anybody on any track

Ben Johnson is smoking this double cane with the captain!

I'm smoky eye, I'm smoky eye!

Catch me in your city and your hooker smelling potting

Smoke a .. 250, that keeps them still trippy

..now I'm in another hotel and another city

Chilling with the chillers getting fucked up and still working

Chorus:

You get turned up at these shows, turned down in studios

We're setting the traits, you know we don't follow laws

To keep it pimping like 70's clothes

And keep it pimping like 70's clothes

Keeping moving and migrating

Body speaking is vibrating

Got these ladies jumping off, and their office is...

Causing effects when it's...action is on the set

Making these memories ..with these mike checks

Making these memories into money

Spending these money and doing G shit

G is for groovie, you wanna say it, yet

Being a.... might offend you yet

I'm steadily elevating, you're constantly in the hating

I'm positive demonstrating, you ain't a threat!

Some offend your assimilation

is what I do for these non-believers

Who're thinking of really to get a check

Making these memories into money,

spending this money and doing G shit

G is for groovie, you understand yet

And being a tailor, please your fans yet

I'm steadily elevating, you constantly in the hating

I'm positively demonstrating you ain't a threat

Some offend your assimilation,

is what I do for these non-believers

who think... to get a check

Making these memories into money

Spending these money into G shit!

G is for groovy, you understand yet

And being tailor may please your fans yet

Chorus:

You get turned up at these shows, turned down in studios

We're setting the traits, you know we don't follow laws

To keep it pimping like 70's clothes

And keep it pimping like 70's clothes

I'll be feed up like a Cheerios stack

Murder, murdered anybody on any track

Ben Johnson is smoking this double cane with the captain!

I'm smoky eye, I'm smoky eye, I'm smoky eye!

And being turned up means that I gotta make money to spend mine

But I don't have a lot of money,

but I know that I will in due time, time

Cause talent makes money, money buys material

Half of these ladies eating the shit, I'm just like some serial

You've seen me in the... be like...

A minute ago you was in my stereo

But I had to go, so I said Cheerio

Into the next spot, so I could show you how my money flow

So I can show you how my money flow

Chorus:

You get turned up at these shows, turned down in studios

We're setting the traits, you know we don't follow laws

To keep it pimping like 70's clothes

And keep it pimping like 70's clothes

I'll be feed up like a Cheerios stack

Murder, murdered anybody on any track

Ben Johnson is smoking this double cane with the captain!

I'm smoky eye, I'm smoky eye, I'm smoky eye!

Catch me in your city and your hooker smelling potting

Smoke a .. 250, that keeps them still trippy

..now I'm in another hotel and another city

Chilling with the chillers getting fucked up and still working

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