Juelz Santana - Favorite Things lyrics

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Juelz Santana - Favorite Things lyrics

[Hook:] Hoops, cars, big trucks We ride rims that keep spinning (uh huh) We stay so fly bandanas and cush linen (uh huh) Chain swing, pinky ring, diamond things we ain't playing (come on) These are a few of are favorite things, yeah! [Juelz Santana:] Now I get flyer then most do (yeah) Higher den most do (yeah) G4's or better how I fly through the coastal (yeah) I'm live with the toast dude I'm liable to approach you Like hi, then bye and I will just roast you My dudes all the same here, we shoot off and bang here Red dot your nose like you was Rudolph the Reindeer I'm fast when I race cars, I smash and I scrape cars Love candy paint, but still keep my factory paint job (yup yup yup) I'm a mack and I play hard Choose a b**h scoop a b**h then back to the playyard (yeah) Like hey ya hey ma open ya mouth wide put your head down there Respect me I'm a pimp 'round here Our doors go up on our whips round here Cause these are a few of are favorite things (yeah) We drive [Hook] [Lil Wayne:] Weezy f**ing baby n***a Pardon me I'm stunting, Tha Carter, yeah I'm young and Audemars runnin off body temperatures look at you Looking all shook up, I'm a fly n***a rock my chain when I cook up Evisu getting took up, Cavallis in the cleaners Pirellis on the Beamer, I swear that b**h hotter than the bullets in the Nina You talking to a fever, n***a get your heat up And I'm a dirty south boy, n***a get your teet up I hit like Roy not Jones but Williams Finding me a Kelly make some destiny children The recipe is Cristal and sizzurp Call that Crizzurp, get that from k**er Cam that's my man, and Juelz that's my n***a Dip-dipset Young Money where the dessert? Nah where the desert? It's right up in that May', b**h, under that Corinthian leather Holla back, n***a [Hook] [Juelz Santana:] We riding big, yo (yeah), we driving big, yo, (yeah) Stash box in the car we hiding big blow Ask Joc (yeah yeah) even the kids know (yeah yeah yeah yeah) That I'm the sh**, yo (yeah) I ride more chrome, I rock more stones I got 4 scones, and I ain't talking cookies n***a I'm talking cash that last ('til when?) 'Til the day that you pa** I'm talking true facts, I'm talking true stacks Coupes black, coupes that come with the roof back Chasing big dough (yeah) making big dough (yeah) That what we live for, get a grip ho That how we stroll down here, that's how we roll down here Spectacular chrome down here, that's how it go down here Cause these are a few of our favorite things [Hook]