Doug Ellison - Crown Royal lyrics

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Doug Ellison - Crown Royal lyrics

[Intro] We don't count the money on this side, we just weight it [Hook] Probably walkin' with a hundred thou on (Yay!) With a funny nose, couldn't clown on me n***as at the top lookin' down on ya Down to chop the door, with the crown on Light the pot, drop the pollo in Light the pot, drop the pollo in n***as on the top lookin' down on ya Down to chop the door, with the crown on [Verse 1] Inside Italian, outside microfiber Doors go up Daniel-son, probably that Crouching Tiger Sip Crown in dat Royce Never solid, you moist Ball like I play for Kansas Top dog on the (?) I don't want no excuses, told (?) to get my retainer Chop a body to pieces, stuffed in different containers Just to get to that crown, ran (?) that crown (?) Caprices on that Regal Cleanse your body from evil I just popped me two Zans, finna f** me a waitress Drumma, he from Sudan Surgical with two lasers Lift the ground up from under you Choppa turn you to dust Hope f** n***as perish For the In Gods We Trust [Hook] Probably walkin' with a hundred thou on (Yay!) With a funny nose, couldn't clown on me n***as at the top lookin' down on ya Down to chop the door, with the crown on Light the pot, drop the pollo in Light the pot, drop the pollo in n***as on the top lookin' down on ya Down to chop the door, with the crown on [Verse 2] Only youngin still playing by the old rules Can't learn a new dance wearing old shoes No dance instruction, bust ya own move Eenie, miney, moe, b**hes gon' choose Rainin' doing about a buck n***a hydroplanin' Get cha crown snatched, kufi confiscated Got the accolades on the corner Dope from Peru, sniff from Tijuana Turn nanos (?) to the bando Feed a dog, can you trust 'em in a jam tho? Steph Curry with the handle p**y n***a kick rocks - Jesus sandal [Hook] Probably walkin' with a hundred thou on (Yay!) With a funny nose, couldn't clown on me n***as at the top lookin' down on ya Down to chop the door, with the crown on Light the pot, drop the pollo in Light the pot, drop the pollo in n***as on the top lookin' down on ya Down to chop the door, with the crown on [Outro] Haha, you still worried about that sh** on the ground level? n***as up at the top laughing down at ya Better figure out how to get up there Dufflel bag sh** Brown bag, plastic bag However you bring the money, it all count the same Coke Boy sh**