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I Used to be cruising Now I'm on yachts with my bitch While she driving the boat and she shaking her booty Chilling out maxing relaxing The only time I dance is when I wear jewelry My ride or die she gon shoot when I slide And she treat my dick like it's an uzi Man her shit feel like a Jacuzzi I took her from Detroit to Houston Aye My hobby is flying in And I only act like the king of the jungle cuz I'm from a city of Lions And don't call me Thor because I bring the thunder Call me Loki cuz I move silent Don't be mad at her cuz she listen to me and not you My nigga she just Vibin Aye, aye Here go my lil violin Boy I pay the cost to be rich every day And you can't walk a mile in my size tens Whatever you making I'm doubling daily I get it while watching my eyelids My niggas don't like to be violent But shooting from Detroit to Houston Sniping 1300 miles We got women going wild To the beltway from the Mile aye, Eight I be jumping in the crowd Bust a bitch or bezel down aye Might do it from Detroit to Houston Import my whip from the D but I bought it in third Ward Never look back but I swear that this whip it ain't no Ford I like my cars the way I like my women I need a foreign From Detroit to Houston my baby I got you my baby come get a tour Aye We loaded and locked in Can't listen to niggas right now Because all that I'm hearing is shit they have not did Boy you could be signed to Adidas But never in life would you ever be top ten You ain't really working you clock in I'm grinding from Detroit to Houston Aye Definition of a menace No Define me using boss nigga I'll be with your ass in a minute I can't even hop in a whip that ain't tinted Young nigga but make it as fast as I spend it I know it's a marathon but it look like we sprinting Cuz we run it from Detroit to Houston Aye I'm just relaying the message It look like we shooting an X-rated film The way these women dressed in our section And all of my statements got commas my baby That's something you ain't gotta question From Michigan down to Texas Stackin from Detroit to Houston I drove 1300 miles and I still ain't out of town I can't ever pick a style aye Aye Speed it up or slow it down Leave it plain or bust it down aye Imma do it from Detroit to Houston
Writer(s): Koron Wilkerson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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