Convertible Flow (Mims feat DUBfromVA)

Duration

4:14

Genres

Bust It Like Busta

Description

Lyrics

"I got the top down, I got the top down Oooohhh Through the city man, everything goes Range Rov black in the winter I'm so cold But Ion give a fuck dough, ... its my convertible flow" V1 "Blood over money, money over bitches/ Money on my mind, mind on my business Riding in my coupe, no destination / Listening to snoop, heavy rotation/ Aint nuttin but a G thang baby/ That's why I'm put tin green things in they g strings/ And they loving it/ Tax write offs somebody tell the gov/ Secret society some might call it a covenant / Best you keep it anonymous, you don't know who you fuckin wit/ To politic with the democrats and republicans/ And I'm well established because of them/ So they trying figure out what I'm covering / If its conspiracy , y'all ninjas aint hearing me/ Daily I get cream, dairy, and y'all ninjas all telling tails fairies/" Chorus "I got the top down, I got the top down Oooohhh Through the city man, everything goes Range Rov black in the winter I'm so cold But Ion give a fuck dough, ... its my convertible flow I got the top down, I got the top down Oooohhh Through the city man, everything goes Range Rov black in the winter I'm so cold But Ion give a fuck dough, ... its my convertible flow" V2 "Roof with no ceilings hood wit no engine/ Me and my two seater.... I call that bitch Maria/ West story to west side highway/ Wind in my face as I listen to sade/ Smoove in my coupe, my coupe is so smooth/ Grown man shit, in my whip no shoes/ Fresh white carpet Im ridin wit no shoes/ And the shit yall claimin ya driving is old news/ I'm livin with no rules, runnin my own judical/ Check my credentials, everything presidential/ From the role to the suites/ Wit some play boy bunnies and some penthouse freaks/ Pin ups galore, another twenty four/ I just blew through a grip, watch me spend a couple more/ Peddle to the floor, middle finger to the law, If you down to ride wit me then baby close the door/" Chorus I got the top down, I got the top down Oooohhh Through the city man, everything goes Range Rov black in the winter I'm so cold But Ion give a fuck dough, ... its my convertible flow V3 Who that boy from VA? That's D- U- B/ I'm on my yo yo Diddy bop screaming victory/ If I aint on the shit now, man I'm bout to be / And my men got my pads den a hockey team / (Watch) They get ghost when your hair get nappy/ (Who to trust) That gets tough as laffy taffy/ Now I'm round big J's like Turgalou, / Grooving in the whip, watch me raise the roof/ If they bottle me at all it'd be a hundred proof/ I like my women tight, nah Ion like her loose/ Fuck the year, I'm aware checking locks/ Park at the top, peel off her top get that bop/ If I could only be at two places at once, / Be easy to get that Mike Redd paper...dats new bucks/ Support cost money, but hate don't cost shit/ So I'm wit him, them and them ready to win I got my..." Chorus "I got the top down, I got the top down Oooohhh Through the city man, everything goes Range Rov black in the winter I'm so cold But Ion give a fuck dough, ... its my convertible flow"