Caroline Lyrics
Listen man
What`s up?
I heard you done got you a dime piece, manHell naw, man
One of the Beyoncé, Meagan Good types
Nah, nah, nah
Is that true, man?
I just wanna know
Probably not
I mean, shit, to be honest with you, man, she`s a
Bad thang (shit), fine as hell (Whoa), thick as fuck
Oh my God, that`s my baby
Caroline, you divine
Mighty fine
Shawty really blow the pipe (That`s true)
Like a pro
Ah, fuck you though
Holy shit, I`m really lit
It`s looking like it`s `bout time to fuck it up
Caroline, listen up, don`t wanna hear
About ya horoscope or what the future holds
Shut up and shut up and
Let`s get gory, like a Tarantino movie
Don`t wanna talk it out, can we fuck it out?
`Cause we gon` be up all night, fuck a decaf
You say I`m a tall thug, guess I`m a G-raffe
If ya want safe-sex, baby use the knee pads
Freaky with the sticky-icky, baby give me kitty kitty
Killa, westside nigga
Boy you like ninety eight degrees and I`m
Three hundred, nigga keep ya feet runnin`
I chief keef keef when I eat these beats, better boy get scurred
Don`t run up in my lane,
I don`t want you in my lane, you a lame, get swerved
`Cause great scenes might be great
But, I love your bloopers
And perfect`s for the urgent
Baby, I want forever
Caroline, don`t you see that
I want you to be my
Bad thang, fine as hell, thick as fuck
Oh my God, that`s my baby
Caroline, you divine
Mighty fine
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Shawty really blow the pipe (That`s true)
Like a pro
Ahem, what?
Holy shit, I`m really lit
It`s looking like it`s `bout time to fuck it up
Caroline, listen up, don`t wanna hear
About ya horoscope or what the future holds
Shut up and shut up and
Let`s get gory, like a Tarantino movie
Don`t wanna talk it out, can we fuck it out?
`Cause we gon` be up all night, fuck a decaf
You say I`m a tall thug, guess I`m a G-raffe
If ya want safe-sex, baby use the knee pads
Freaky with the sticky-icky, baby give me kitty kitty
Killa, westside nigga
Boy you like ninety eight degrees and I`m
Three hundred, nigga keep ya feet runnin`
I chief keef keef when I eat these beats, better boy get scurred
Don`t run up in my lane,
I don`t want you in my lane, you a lame, get swerved
`Cause great scenes might be great
But, I love your bloopers
And perfect`s for the urgent
Baby I want forever
Caroline, don`t you see that
I want you to be my
Bad thang, bad, bad, bad, bad thang, thang, thang, thang, thang
Bad thang, thang, bad, bad, bad, b-b-bad, thang, thang
Bad thang, thang, thang, bad, b-bad, bad thang, thang, thang
Bad thang, thang, bad, bad, bad, b-b-bad
