GDP - Limousine lyrics

[Verse 1] I'm like a seven layer cake with it When I spit that vagrant sh** Take your b**h You like smokers cough? Who your favorite is And Tim's lazer cut Crispy like they kettle cooked They asked me if I'm getting money I don't know, I never looked But go for dolo, cause it's lonely at the top And season chickens like adobo Got some coco for the flock f** the popo, I'm a cop Asked my mom to use her car again Make this music now in case I never starve again Pardon friend, evil thoughts from tarnished hearts amened Write them down is not to harbor them Can we start again? Dope song is a song about dope And all your people strung out it feel wrong to go home I spit that wild sh**, It's all that I know All of you broke and still trying to get on You're 40 years old And tell your mans stop gnawing that rope thought he should know I'm "Hit dog" Mo Vaughn when talking to hoes Probably ask you what your interest are Who you be with? I like a motivated broad who could keep a secret Twenty-seven inch zenith [Outro] Lonely in a limousine with three chicks f** it In a limousine with three chicks Lonely in a limousine with three chicks In a limousine with three chicks Lonely in a limousine with three chicks