Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Crowd Surf, artist - Clyde Carson.
Date of issue: 16.04.2020
Song language: English
Crowd Surf |
We surfin' through the crowd |
Tryin' to pull somethin' out |
Talkin' shit, but I’m bigger now |
They tryin’a stop me, but I re-route |
Seen the light, now I gotta blow |
The game in my hand, a one-man show |
Always said I wanted more |
(Yeah, I) |
This look like something on my list |
22 floors, but I’m up at the pent |
20 on the watch, but that’s lil' shit |
Maybe she could possibly get the hint |
Now, put it down, might just say |
Through the town, might just say |
On a flight, treasure chest |
Pullin' out, couple of pieces |
Tellin' Kanesha, we on the same page, got the same aim |
What the bad bitches, what give money hoes |
Runnin' around with some change |
2020 is a new year, she ready for mo' |
They pullin' them Benz out, but my hands out |
Somebody hoe, pull up in the S |
«Yo nigga, the best», she gotta confess |
Try’na progress, best revenge is success |
We surfin' through the crowd |
Tryin' to pull somethin' out |
Talkin' shit, but I’m bigger now |
They tryin’a stop me, but I re-route |
Seen the light, now I gotta blow |
The game in my hand, a one-man show |
Always said I wanted more |
(Ey, it’s Philthy, nigga) |
Which car should I drive today? |
That Lambo? |
That Bentley? |
That’s 500 grand lord, to a broke nigga that’s penny |
These niggas ain’t good in their hood, so I just stay in mine |
These joints exculsive, ain’t came up, better stay in line |
Ain’t no niggas outside and me, but whoppin' floor |
Niggas betta go back to us, they job and mob them floors |
VVS’s in my mouth, yeah flood it out, my gold, too |
Each of them got a different color — that’s white, yellow and rogue, too |
I know a nigga, who robbed a nigga and he got robbed like the next day |
The sittin' in the first class, they robbed to you like the next |
In '08, 'em gang-wars nigga play with me, there will be a gang war |
Ain’t with these dick faces, I’m the same rich and the same poor |
It’s Philthy! |
We surfin' through the crowd |
Tryin' to pull somethin' out |
Talkin' shit, but I’m bigger now |
They tryin’a stop me, but I re-route |
Seen the light, now I gotta blow |
The game in my hand, a one-man show |
Always said I wanted more |