Slim of 112 - Cruzin' Lyrics
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Cruzin'
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What Are The Lyrics For Cruzin' By Slim of 112?
Laid back, in the lac
Grippin' the grain As I'm cruisin' the streets (Cruisin' the streets girl) It's 112 on the dot Your on the phone talkin' dirty to me (She talkin' dirty to me) I wanna know, where you really wanna go Cause I'm sittin' in front of your condo All dem niggas playin around Believe me I'm the one though So baby take your clothes off And bring your body next to me (Yeh) Oh baby How long would it take a nigga like mjg To get the girl back to the hotel I'ma stop and get some rubbers and some cigarellos You can meet me I'ma be in room 112 You done did enough talkin' on da telephone Right now, I'm really tryna put my hands on it So if you in it, got away You can come through I know you didn't really plan on it Your boy gotta come and pick you up Show you off, ride to da hot spot When don't, tryna act, special when you Ridin' I'm my drop-top Listen, what I, need you to do is Hold this bag while I break dis blunt down We gonna half to park in a minute Cause da cops get hot right around bout sun down I'm not gonna have your wear dem jeans Tight fit lookin' motha fuckin' right with da low-ridas Mjg fin sprinkle in some super incrediable Bitch I'm so fly I got my hand on the wood grain I'm in da caddilac feelin' like a grade a pimp man You niggas tryin' hard as hell You never do it like I did it Its a mother fuckin' pimp thing Laid back, in the lac Grippin the grain As I'm cruisin the streets (stop layin' back cruisin' the streets) It's 112 on the dot Your on the phone talkin' dirty to me (your talkin' dirty to me) I wanna know, where you really wanna go Cause I'm sittin' in front of your condo All dem niggas playin' around Believe I'm the one though So baby take your clothes off And bring your body next to me (shawty bring it next to me) Can I get your to, come here girl Let me say something sweet in ya ear girl I see you movin' your butt to da beat girl Wanna dip and come see my world Big ball the one with da Extra keys to the condo up-town Nigga come through when he really want to That's how me and lil' ma get down Sometime we hit da town Wit da radio up and da window down Get a sweet at the w, get a bag of bush And just smoke it out And I don't expect every mothafucka in here To know what I'm talkin' bout These niggas ain't got no game, A lot these niggas just talkin' loud And I know I'm not the best lookin' nigga But I'm only so far from the worst lookin' nigga When it come to the dirty, me and my nigga We's one of the first in the picture Three strikes I'm a fee from a nigga J, mj put your peace sign in the air Wanna go to a place where they don't hate Listen to your boy, let me take you there Laid back, in the lac Grippin' the grain As I'm cruisin' the streets (cruisin' the streets) It's 112 on the dot Your on the phone talkin' dirty to me (shawty talkin' dirty to me) I wanna know, where you really wanna go Cause I'm sittin in front of your condo All dem niggas playin' around Believe I'm the one though So baby take your clothes off And bring your body next to me (hey, hey, hey) I like it when you call my name I like it when we play dat game What game is dat girl That freaky deeky game It ain't no shame when I bang Go 'head and grab dat thang That grown man thang Stop gigglin' and playn mayne You know what I'm sayin mayne See you's a freaky dame Can I call a couple my friends So we can run a train I'm sayin I think I can Now bang it up out the frame But baby boy damn Wit my hands on my side man I'm a d-boy from da hood (yeah) Smoking on a big bag of cause (yeah) Workin' all day in a trap house (yeah) See da police then we push (yeah) And when a playa ride through da streets, (yeah) I'm always lookin' for a freak (yeah) They call me the juice man gigalo (yeah) Take it out skeet skeet skeet (yeah) I hit her up on black berries She see that he left her daddy She know that its time To shake her man and meet me at da hotely See he an old head Throw some more bread Keep her fed But I'm the one she call When she need that ass tapped Laid back, in the lac Grippin' the grain As I'm cruisin' the streets (cruisin the streets) It's 112 on the dot Your on the phone talkin' dirty to me (shawty talkin dirty to me) I wanna know, where you really wanna go Cause I'm sittin in front of your condo All dem niggas playin' around Believe I'm the one though So baby take your clothes off And bring your body next to me (shawty bring it next to me) |
Who Wrote Cruzin' By Slim of 112?
Marvin Scandrick, Darnell Carlton, Jordan Houston, Marlon Goodwin, Paul Beauregard, Premo Smith, Tracey Sewell, Vasco Whiteside
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What's The Duration Of The Cruzin' By Slim of 112?The duration of Cruzin' is 5:20 minutes and seconds. |
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