W.C. - Walking In My Taylors lyrics

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[Intro:][C.T.] I'm Banged out like the tongue on my chucks[W.C.] West, west, west, west, y'all [W.C.] Yeah, Hit them again ~ hey! [T.N.] Now Dub-C, Show them What tiiiime it is[Verse One: W.C.] It ain't hard to figure it out Dub-C y'all, what's all the bickering about Lench Mob nigga, throw rocks, duck and dis us Niggaz say fuck us, but ain't fucking with usY'all don't wanna see me like Medusa We're getting moolah, can't barricade the Barracuda Take my legs from me, look around and I'll be still there Like Michael Conception counting money in my wheel chairAll day, every day, roll it up, celebrate Have you niggaz ever figure me? - I'm pimping separate I'm trifle, psycho, loaded like a rifle Nigga I could do this in my sleep with my eyes closedYou're rocking with a G on the west I know a nigga this grown shouldn't be so fresh But I do this for my true fans who made me So if you ain't a fan, I could give a fuck if you play me Cause I'm..[Chorus: W.C.]Hood famous, I'm getting paper And won't change up, walking in my TaylorsFuck haters, I'm getting paper Throwing my dub up, walking in my TaylorsHood famous, big swingingLench Mob claiming, walking in my TaylorsFuck haters, I'm getting paper Throwing my dub up, walking in my Taylors[Verse Two: W.C.]Hood nigga forever Put a dub in the game, still surviving the weather And I done seen it all (Seen it all?)That's why fuck with a chosen few, and keep my back up against the wall Cause y'all niggaz act like you never diced for the chippers Acting like you got a pussy up under that zipper But me, to the script, I'm sticking when I walk Going keep, keeping it raw, cut from a different cloth Made money, lost money, got it back touch Plaques crip walk had the whole world on my nutsackLead spitter, bread winner, red getter, ran through a lot of figures Holler at a lot of niggaz, stayed true, never sold out Kept it tight y'all, now I'm hearing bitch motherfuckers gonna write me off Nobody feeling them I guess soCatch you niggaz in the line at my next show Cause I'm..[Chorus:][Verse Three: W.C.]Cadillac tinted, been in it for a minute Mother fuck a gimmick, it's the west side defended And while you other niggaz mimic I really live it And push it to the limit, fly like a G5 A Cali nigga with the N.Y. to the side of my head like Ely In my slingshot of Levis Rolling on Sunset with dope in my car like T.I. Itching, to put you in a box like a mortician With the courtesy is out to George Clinton Fuck a love song, slugs is thrownAnd I been with it since popping with the white gloves on Walking in the function, Picking up the Henn'Looking for something to take home and stick something in Dub Sizzlean pumping in your hole like gasoline If you're looking for it, I got what you needCause I'm..[Chorus:][Outro:][W.C.] Yeah boy, oh! shit[W.C.] These motherfuckers is gonna be right tonight[W.C.] STARCH DOWN![T.N.] Goddamn nigga, how much starch you're gonna spray on the motherfucker?[W.C.] Enough til these motherfuckers stand up by their self[T.N.] Nigga, you're crazy..