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Windows Tinted Video (MV)




Performed By: Oh. Cee
Length: 3:02
Written by: Randall Carroll
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Oh. Cee - Windows Tinted Lyrics




Magic with the assist, Jordan with the finish
How ever i could get it, I can handle business
I could never witness, I'll just take my sentence
Label me in charge, label me lieutenant
Live above the law, far away in distance
They must be with y'all, them hoes look rented
Half an hour call, for a couple thousand pennies
All in yo hoe jaw, somethin' like the dentist
All up in the mattress, all racked up in plastic
Bitch i thought u had it, now shit gone get tragic
Livin' like you had it, now it's all subtracted
Ballin' like its madden, to the bank I'm laughin'
I be catchin' static, i stay up in traffic
Hangin' like a cabinet, high above the maggots
Pockets full of cabbage, flyin' like I'm maverick
Son'n all u niggas, like yo f*ckin' daddy

Windows tinted, you can't see who in it
We follow grain, we don't go against it
We was taught to choose, then to represent it
I'm about my food, I'm about my penny
Windows tinted, you can't see who in it
We follow grain, we don't go against it
We was taught to choose, then to represent it
I'm about my food, I'm about my penny

I don't answer calls, they be like no he didn't
That nigga Oh. Cee fraud, that nigga actin' different
But yall niggas ain't call when i was jumpin' fences
When i was kickin' doors, when no one paid attention
Now they on my line, them bitches want a mention
But i won't pay no mind, i don't need that tension
Always by my side, the baddest bitch in centuries
So go ahead and try, if you want a documentary
We been bout' it bout' it, we been golds in mouth and, yea
We don't exercise, but we gone stretch him out and
Yea, my niggas quick to bust, they'll spray u like a fountain
Yea, my situation plush, a nigga stay countin'
You don't really know how this shit can go
You'll be gone tomorrow so don't tippy toe
You better finger roll off a pick n roll
You better throw it down off a give and go

Windows tinted, you can't see who in it
We follow grain, we don't go against it
We was taught to choose, then to represent it
I'm about my food, I'm about my penny
Windows tinted, you can't see who in it
We follow grain, we don't go against it
We was taught to choose, then to represent it
I'm about my food, I'm about my penny
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Magic with the assist, Jordan with the finish
How ever i could get it, I can handle business
I could never witness, I'll just take my sentence
Label me in charge, label me lieutenant
Live above the law, far away in distance
They must be with y'all, them hoes look rented
Half an hour call, for a couple thousand pennies
All in yo hoe jaw, somethin' like the dentist
All up in the mattress, all racked up in plastic
Bitch i thought u had it, now shit gone get tragic
Livin' like you had it, now it's all subtracted
Ballin' like its madden, to the bank I'm laughin'
I be catchin' static, i stay up in traffic
Hangin' like a cabinet, high above the maggots
Pockets full of cabbage, flyin' like I'm maverick
Son'n all u niggas, like yo f*ckin' daddy

Windows tinted, you can't see who in it
We follow grain, we don't go against it
We was taught to choose, then to represent it
I'm about my food, I'm about my penny
Windows tinted, you can't see who in it
We follow grain, we don't go against it
We was taught to choose, then to represent it
I'm about my food, I'm about my penny

I don't answer calls, they be like no he didn't
That nigga Oh. Cee fraud, that nigga actin' different
But yall niggas ain't call when i was jumpin' fences
When i was kickin' doors, when no one paid attention
Now they on my line, them bitches want a mention
But i won't pay no mind, i don't need that tension
Always by my side, the baddest bitch in centuries
So go ahead and try, if you want a documentary
We been bout' it bout' it, we been golds in mouth and, yea
We don't exercise, but we gone stretch him out and
Yea, my niggas quick to bust, they'll spray u like a fountain
Yea, my situation plush, a nigga stay countin'
You don't really know how this shit can go
You'll be gone tomorrow so don't tippy toe
You better finger roll off a pick n roll
You better throw it down off a give and go

Windows tinted, you can't see who in it
We follow grain, we don't go against it
We was taught to choose, then to represent it
I'm about my food, I'm about my penny
Windows tinted, you can't see who in it
We follow grain, we don't go against it
We was taught to choose, then to represent it
I'm about my food, I'm about my penny
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Writer: Randall Carroll
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