Letra de Street Hustler Thoughts
I cant feel my Ok Face(Hook)The top is dropped The shade set in The music bangining While my rims just spin Let that hair blow in that wind. Let that hair blow in that wind.(Juelz Santana)Im in the coop opps there no ceiling Laddies llove it cause they hair blows in it Im like relax let your hair blow wit it She like push itto the limit Im llike there no limit Left her mouth white like she got pant throat synddrome Fuckedd her like a thunda cat now she keep coming back Made her screme im the amityvillle horror Car seat softer then pampers on toddlers Car bald headed so it needds no barber Rims big as kids and im trynna get em larger Neck skull headed and it hangs to my chest (yes) Yes i call in my facses of death My cash long so im saving my checks When the rainy days come bitch i aint getting wet Let that money blow in the haters face Smoking higher then a space cadet(Hook)The top is dropped The shade set in The music bangining While my rims just spin Let that hair blow in that wind. Let that hair blow in that wind.