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Vogues
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Vogues was released on November 11, 2008 by Dope House Music as a part of the album The Last Chair Violinist
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Release DateNovember 11, 2008
LabelDope House Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM89

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
SPM
SPM
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Carlos Coy
Carlos Coy
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
5PM
5PM
Producer
Jaime "Pain" Ortiz
Jaime "Pain" Ortiz
Mixing Engineer
Mark Kidney
Mark Kidney
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Uh, no, this is my last one (Yes)
How much time we got
Sometimes when I say something about drugs real loud I seem
Last time it was heroin and methadone but every time I said that
[Verse 2]
In my Hummer with a tiger, chrome on the wiper
Fired my receptionist 'cause she a slow typer
Candy green Viper, with the white striper
Choppin' down Scott, slicer and a dicer
Keep my wrist iced up just like my white cup
Ass on the tight buck, bought Pop a nice truck
Bang, Spice one, 'round my neck, a python
Pack a four pound do you wanna die gun
[Verse 3]
Puff like a dragon, slab Cadillac Brougham
Stack cash in the back of a crack home
Wreck 'em 'till the outro, show 'em how the south go
Hoes on the down low, feed my dog Alpo
No blue or red, that's leaving fools dead
Bang gray tapes and listen to what Screw said
Tre to the Clarke, back to South Park
Have you ever seen a **** just freak a Skylark
[Verse 4]
Ride, ride, ridin on them vogues
Fo sho man, we gon'
Crawl, crawl, crawlin' on them vogues
Fo sho man, we gon'
[Verse 5]
I was a neighborhood drug dealer
Hillwood High life fuckin' blood spiller
In it for the money and not much else
Picked up a pen and I struck wealth
I was travelin' to different cities, different hoods
Sometimes in Arenas, sometimes in the woods
Met a lot of fans I never knew had
I get lil' gifts and I give 'em to my dad
[Verse 6]
He puts 'em in a room with all my old trophies
Things he looks at 'cause he ain't got no stories
Of me growing up as a kid on Coral Street
He left to the store and now we four deep
Came back ten years later
Mom, there's a man outside, is he a neighbor
He said he lived in our house a long time ago
That's your dad, son, I guess he's back from Stop-N-Go
[Verse 7]
Ride, ride, ridin on them vogues
Fo sho man, we gon'
Crawl, crawl, crawlin' on them vogues
Fo sho man, we gon'
[Verse 8]
Change out the couches, doesn't buy ounces
So I had to open up seven dope houses
Cadillac Bounces, started makin' thousands
Draped up in three-thousand dollar outfits
Everybody happy, law's tryna trap me
Pissed 'cause I quit and started comin' up rapping
Higher than some scaffolding, sipping, laughing
Stayin' on my toes lke them hoes that be tapping
[Verse 9]
I'm a gambler, neighborhood camper
In my jag trippin' out of Zoolander
Play playin' fastball but I move kinda slow
With some lil' freaks, y'all must be from Idaho
I think I'm from Ohio, 'cause I'm kinda high, yo
I'm a role model but I ain't gon' lie though
Killin' brain cells, really isn't cool
That's why I'm gon' quit in 2052
[Verse 10]
Yup, that's me
Blowin' weed with my grandpa
Watchin' uh, yo
[Verse 11]
Creep and crawl, crawl
On them 84s fo sho, man
Rolllin' round, round
On them kill vogues, fo sho, man
Creep and crawl, crawl
On them 84s
Written by: Carlos Coy
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