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Charlotte's Most Infamous C.M.I - So What Lyrics




Verse 1 (Cadillac Slym)

I'm at the point of no return
In't looking over my shoulder
In't holding my tongue when it's on
Boy its over
Put the deal on the table
8020 sounds lovely
Catch a jet out to Cali I'll be back in the morning
With some chicks from Miami
A medi pack for my smokers
It's that one hitter quitter that got him coughing and choking
Bring them back to the party but just don't come here sober
Wild Style on that Molly
I'm skulled off and floating
My peoples hopping on speakers
They even diving in crowds
Oh that's them CMI dudes
(ABK in the house)
Shut'em down Ion't think so
Better go and get your people's
Over 10 million strong
So put some gas on the issue
You want war (let's go)
You want paper (let's get it)
10 mil on the line I'm bout to get mine's pimping
I'm off the grid right now
In't chasing no chickens
So F you and your feelings Boy it's always been business
You content with the struggle still stuck in the kitchen
I'm in the streets right now
Bout to hit the next city take over like Diddy pushing a all black 550 rolling through like the mob
You'll think Obama in the city
I'm charged up (let's get it)
All my rude boys with me
Ain't no cuffing or tucking
You got that bank I'm hitting it

Hook1 (Cadillac Slym)

Yeah I smoke I drank hanging all out the window we on blank yeah I stunt I don't front Ion't sneeze baby we rolls up
We in the cut getting loose on that juice right now everybody screaming shots fill me up right now
Shots, shots ,shots (we going in)
Shots, shots ,shots (we going in)

Verse 2 (Cadillac Slym)

Put your cups in the air Boy the night just started
Jump off them jelly beans got them acting retarded
Purple lean and Bacardi make it stiff with no ice
We party hard to the morning
She's got a hell of a body love the way she pokes it out she's the life of the party
I'm in the zone on that loud
Got my earplugs in so tell them haters to bounce
You're blowing my high for the last time
Now I gots to do him in
Walk up and drop'em you know what it is
I'ma put one in the Wind
Right here is where ends
Better stick to Chasen broads
Hit the bar before 6
We pulling in around 9 main squeeze rolling up a lil something for the mind
I need an insane drink put your boy through the roof
We gone ball out man

Hook2 (Cadillac Slym)

Yeah I smoke I drank hanging all out the window we on blank yeah I stunt I don't front Ion't sneeze baby we rolls up
We in the cut getting loose on that juice right now everybody screaming shots fill me up right now
Shots, shots ,shots (we going in)
Shots, shots ,shots (we going in)

Verse 3 (T Rollins)

See I'm controlling this thang
I Payton Manning the game
I'm the plug to the plug boy hustlin man see I'm hugging the block
Cause the streets show me love
I'm Oj on a mission i got blood on my gloves
I got them hitter that's swinging and boy that not missing
See we playing for keeps so we handling our business
ABK is the click this is bigger than rap
Catch you slipping in the streets
Boy you know it's a rap
I got my money on point smoking blunt after blunt
I keep that tommie its ready
Bringing nitemares like freddie
See them bluetips they deadly
Leave you leaking and smelly
When it's on its popping and them 50's be rockin
I'm fool with that iron when we ride we ride See a lot of y'all snitching when that heat hit the kitchen
Exit 7 in the game
So you know its official do your homework homie cause its never a issue

Hook3 (Cadillac Slym)

Yeah I smoke I drank hanging all out the window we on blank yeah I stunt I don't front Ion't sneeze baby we rolls up
We in the cut getting loose on that juice right now everybody screaming shots fill me up right now
Shots, shots ,shots (we going in)
Shots, shots ,shots (we going in)
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Verse 1 (Cadillac Slym)

I'm at the point of no return
In't looking over my shoulder
In't holding my tongue when it's on
Boy its over
Put the deal on the table
8020 sounds lovely
Catch a jet out to Cali I'll be back in the morning
With some chicks from Miami
A medi pack for my smokers
It's that one hitter quitter that got him coughing and choking
Bring them back to the party but just don't come here sober
Wild Style on that Molly
I'm skulled off and floating
My peoples hopping on speakers
They even diving in crowds
Oh that's them CMI dudes
(ABK in the house)
Shut'em down Ion't think so
Better go and get your people's
Over 10 million strong
So put some gas on the issue
You want war (let's go)
You want paper (let's get it)
10 mil on the line I'm bout to get mine's pimping
I'm off the grid right now
In't chasing no chickens
So F you and your feelings Boy it's always been business
You content with the struggle still stuck in the kitchen
I'm in the streets right now
Bout to hit the next city take over like Diddy pushing a all black 550 rolling through like the mob
You'll think Obama in the city
I'm charged up (let's get it)
All my rude boys with me
Ain't no cuffing or tucking
You got that bank I'm hitting it

Hook1 (Cadillac Slym)

Yeah I smoke I drank hanging all out the window we on blank yeah I stunt I don't front Ion't sneeze baby we rolls up
We in the cut getting loose on that juice right now everybody screaming shots fill me up right now
Shots, shots ,shots (we going in)
Shots, shots ,shots (we going in)

Verse 2 (Cadillac Slym)

Put your cups in the air Boy the night just started
Jump off them jelly beans got them acting retarded
Purple lean and Bacardi make it stiff with no ice
We party hard to the morning
She's got a hell of a body love the way she pokes it out she's the life of the party
I'm in the zone on that loud
Got my earplugs in so tell them haters to bounce
You're blowing my high for the last time
Now I gots to do him in
Walk up and drop'em you know what it is
I'ma put one in the Wind
Right here is where ends
Better stick to Chasen broads
Hit the bar before 6
We pulling in around 9 main squeeze rolling up a lil something for the mind
I need an insane drink put your boy through the roof
We gone ball out man

Hook2 (Cadillac Slym)

Yeah I smoke I drank hanging all out the window we on blank yeah I stunt I don't front Ion't sneeze baby we rolls up
We in the cut getting loose on that juice right now everybody screaming shots fill me up right now
Shots, shots ,shots (we going in)
Shots, shots ,shots (we going in)

Verse 3 (T Rollins)

See I'm controlling this thang
I Payton Manning the game
I'm the plug to the plug boy hustlin man see I'm hugging the block
Cause the streets show me love
I'm Oj on a mission i got blood on my gloves
I got them hitter that's swinging and boy that not missing
See we playing for keeps so we handling our business
ABK is the click this is bigger than rap
Catch you slipping in the streets
Boy you know it's a rap
I got my money on point smoking blunt after blunt
I keep that tommie its ready
Bringing nitemares like freddie
See them bluetips they deadly
Leave you leaking and smelly
When it's on its popping and them 50's be rockin
I'm fool with that iron when we ride we ride See a lot of y'all snitching when that heat hit the kitchen
Exit 7 in the game
So you know its official do your homework homie cause its never a issue

Hook3 (Cadillac Slym)

Yeah I smoke I drank hanging all out the window we on blank yeah I stunt I don't front Ion't sneeze baby we rolls up
We in the cut getting loose on that juice right now everybody screaming shots fill me up right now
Shots, shots ,shots (we going in)
Shots, shots ,shots (we going in)
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Writer: C Gilbert, O Thomas, P Hylton, Paul Yebuah, R Mitchell
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave, Reservoir Media Management, Inc.


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