I`m Coming Lyrics

I`m Coming lyrics

[Chorus: Mannie Fresh]
I'm comin (like a relic in a pick-up truck)
Bass
hummin (15s in the back of us)
Still runnin (like a energizer bunny
bruh)
Hood plumbin (lay a big dick down in her)

Yo woman (skripper
comin down on the pole)
Show somethin (big titties and the asshole)
Drums
drummin (out the escalade on 24s)
Yeah Uh Oh!

[Mikkey]
Chicago's #1
Flicka Nigga back on it
2003 Caddy with that burberry rag on it
It's mink
on the floor, the seats is ostrich
What else can I say family we some
mobsters
This cash money you know we the boss of this hood shit
Floss in
this hood get, shots in his hood quick
This big tymin' man, put them little
rides up
We 600 whippas put them little 5s up
Cash money, we ain't duckin
and dodgin
We bustin and ridin, Caddy truckin and prowlin
What the fuck
are ya hollin
Entourage of benz, 'lacs, and beamers
With dime bitches
with asses fat as Trina's
Whoa I got my 4 tuck
Me I'm out for more
bucks
'03 I'm pullin up the Lam with the doors up
And watch these whores
fuck and suck like crazy
Can't fuck wit cash money, we niggas is crazy
(BIOTCH)

[Chorus]

[Baby]
See I flip the color daddy, change my
paint
Switch my rims, my mats is mink
Pull out the console, i drank to
thank
Got the alligator seats on a full tank
But Ay-ay, 25 28s
Big
money, heavy weight
Vet navigation system ?????
Wooo, them special made
tires
To fit my ride, I put a dove in the inside
Stunna mutha
fucka
(Rim trucks!!)
Sittin on them mutha fuckin gittas
B.B. King,
blues daddy
Know what I mean? (know what i mean?) know what i mean?
Got
big truck drivers,
Hoes don't mind us
(Oh you think it's a game,
ma?)
Bitch stand behind us
It's nothin but minks and it's cold as fuck
(brrrrrrrrrr)
Bitch hop in this truck!!

[Chorus]

[TQ]
There
go lil TQ
And he comin in the cutlass, gettin his hair blew
Not givin a
fuck about nothin that you hoes do
Don't underestimate my pimpin cuz it's
serious fool
I'm on hunnit spokes
I gots fo' hoes
I got some Joe I got
some drink, I got some dominoes
If ya thank the shit is stankin, bring some
drama hoe
That's on momma though
We got big gats, gems and trucks, on
stunna rims baby
#1 Stunna, that's my dumma, Mannie Freezy, that's my
dawg
Big Tymers, we big ball
(TQ, Mik, and Gilly!!)
Got em takin it
off
Woooo, let the bottles pop!
(Bitchesssssss) Let the panties drop
(makes bottle-pop sound)
Oops, bout to shake the spot
Cuz we don' fucked
around and don' got too hot

[Chorus]