Tum tum Caprice Music Lyrics

huh
hey
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candy drippin
on the chevy
caprice classic,
already
i do the fool
watch me clown
its dat caprice music
it goes down
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so fly not a wrinkle,
hop up in the Chevy
work the wood like my single,
dippin and swirvin
me and lope ya herd me
spinnin thru tha grove
c___ed up on 24's
heavy on da net
you know me
so many chains on im bout to OG
be 50 what it is
i see u gripin when that ?? get big
i be stuttin on dat a__
screesh up pop out the dash
beep beep who got the keys to the caprice(neeroom)
4/50 engine is obese
pull up pulled by 25 freeks
i play for keeps

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Television wood wheels
sun roof push back
take boys to school on these slabs
im a class act
one boppa,
two boppa,
three boppa,
four
welcome to the chevy when I let up the doors
sippin and smokin
gotta pass that
take five puffs then pass it right back
noise my protected
TBG's up
53 B.I.G.
D-D-D-D-Double up
Gangs all here
Leather on the chair
aint nobody flossin like this i swear!
presidential tint
bang in the trunk
pistols everywhere got me fuc*ed up
? drop the beat
i lace the track
im a fool wit it (fool wit it)
like twisty black
wip game vicious
my car look delicious
so much candy on the car
its re-g______-diculous

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one boppa,
two Boppa,
Three boppa,
four
one boppa,
two boppa,
three boppa,
four