Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Cartier, artist - Danny Brown. Album song The Hybrid - Deluxe Edition, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 07.02.2011
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: hybrid
Song language: English
Cartier |
Catch you slippin' with them all white Buffies |
Take that like Puffy |
I’ll Leave a nigga with some shit stains |
Leave blood stains all on them wood frames |
Catch you slippin' with your feet up |
Nigga, fuck that, even beat your bitch up |
Catch you walkin' round North Lyn with Ye’s on |
Run up on her, snatch those, now they gone |
I can get 400 for these wire frames |
Fresh out the box, no scratches, mayne |
Real deal dawg, no fake shit |
Transition lens, nigga take shit |
Seen a nigga with them old school Mayfairs |
Caught a two piece, at the state fair |
Seen a nigga at the Coney with some ice in him |
Now the doctor tryin' to put some fuckin' life in him |
That’s how it is in the city of the motor |
Where a nigga doin' what he gotta do to get a quarter |
Dime, nickle, penny |
Automatic, semi |
Catch a nigga with' them Cartiers and I’m like «gimme» |
That’s why we four deep in this Regal |
Bangin' rock bottom, dirty Desert Eagle |
Finna hit the club, you know what’s up |
You got some Cartiers, you gettin' fucked up |
And we goin' in the party |
And we snatchin' niggas Cartys |
I say we goin' in the party |
And we snatchin' niggas Cartys |
We goin' in the party |
And we snatchin' niggas Cartys |
I seen a pair of woods, twenty two hundred |
I seen a nigga with' em, I told that nigga run it |
I leave a nigga dalmatian for them Malmaisons |
For them rosewoods, roses where you stood |
And I think them wood frames better on me |
Sold 'em for six, coulda got a G |
You think you real, g? |
That heater on your ass |
Lose your life over Cartier glasses |
I’m where you get caved over shades |
Wood on your caskets, flower on your graves |
You think them wire frames shinin'? |
I’ll be at the pawn shop before this rhyme end |
And I’m 'bout to get cake |
Come to find out that this nigga glasses was fake |
It’s all good, g, it’s aight |
That’s why I’m bout to hit the club tonight |