Limousine Lyrics - Singles - Ro Ransom

[Verse 1] 

(Yote) 

I just do this shit for my set, Man, I put on for my team 

Cause we put on for this life style, And they put on for my dream 

I got a new chick, my new chick, She too thin, she too cold 

Don't try it homie, look stupid, I do this, I'm too throwed 

My verses is a monster, my flow is unholy 

People stop and they look in, say what's up if you know me 

I been through it all, man, this shit is so deep 

So I'm coming down, your new shit is so weak 

Nothing is absolute, baby, everything is relative 

Everything I say Church, welcome to the fellowship 

I got time to kill, buy some clothes for the hell of it 

You would've got away, but we ain't the kids to meddle with 

Man I'm on that Death Note, That Dark Than Black, you best know 

That Ghost Hunt, that Kiba, sicker than a nigga with strep throat 

Your girl want Fooly Cooly, dog, I'm fresher than Altoids 

Saying that you best, watch how you Bebop with them Cowboys 

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[Hook] 

Man, I'mma live by my word 'till I'm gone 

They ain't ready for that new shit I'm on 

But you won't ever see me riding in a Limousine 

You won't ever see me riding in a Limousine 

We about it, Black on Black 

You might never see some young ones do it like that 

But you won't ever see me riding in a Limousine 

You won't ever see me riding in a Limousine 

[Verse 2] 

Execution of Excellence, New York is my Residence 

Money in the bank, I need that capital, them presidents 

I can't do it if it ain't cash insisted 

I be in that Fashion District, My style is past consistent 

Got a problem, we can set it. Man, I suggest you dead it 

You rocking with the realist nigga, YouTube Code, Embed it 

They don't ever pull my car, so I never give them credit 

I just want them girls who play me to ultimately regret it 

I've been gone for a while, Man, I took too long 

But I cook that new, let me put you on 

I'm chilling in the city with (a les, too gone?) 

I gotta' keep it trill, so fuck your songs 

Cocked back, you better stop that 

Drive an X, Y, Z, I am not that 

I'm the future so nigga drop that 

(Vocal DJ Sounds), drop that 

I don't be around where all the cops at 

Need the coke, need the flows, I got that 

I'm the key to the game, where the locks at? 

Turn the speakers up loud when we rock that 

$30,000 - If I ain't got it then my brothers do 

I ain't even know it if it ain't about my fucking crew 

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[Hook x2] 

Man, I'mma live by my word 'till I'm gone 

That ain't ready for that new shit I'm on 

But you won't ever see me riding in a Limousine 

You won't ever see me riding in a Limousine 

We about it, Black on Black 

You might never see some young ones do it like that 

But you won't ever see me riding in a Limousine 

You won't ever see me riding in a Limousine