Stop At The Light - Big Tuck

Stop at the light, the rims still go

Limo tint, but the grill still show

Mob through the lot, with the suicide do'

Color change whoa, 24's on that hoe

Rims so big, I can see in a diesel

Sitting so high, think I can grab me a eagle

The shine in the mouth, I don’t think that it’s legal

Got the black Vesal, purchase on me Visa

Bapes on the pedal, candy on the metal

The man with the cheddar, red monkeys on the leather

Stones on the finger, Lam on the beamer

Fuck rain in the club, I make it Hurricane Katrina

Make it pour heavy, book a flight from the celly

28's on a Cheve, one bitch thought I was Nelly

Naw Tuck, I get’s buck

First nigga in the city, 7−45 truck

Yeah, you ain’t stunting like me

The black Lamborgini, you ain’t running like me

200 karats, you ain’t glisten like me

Hurricane Tuck, putting it down for the D

Yeah, I’m gonna do what it take

For me and the click, to go surf in a lake

We repping, real hard for the state

Toasting mamostas, let’s go get the cake

D.S.R. Pookie, Lucci got the city hot

That’s why, we floating the same plane Diddy got

Let me tell you, what they talking bout

Flying to Japan, fans hands when we step out

Yeah, let me tell you some’ing real

The whole click grill chill, waited for the deal

We still, fighting for the bill

Tuck’s in the building, what’s the god damn deal

Move, coming through coming through

Wreck the Ferrari, then I went and bought two

Cocaine white, but it changed up to blue

I ain’t never had nothing, let me do what I do

Put the forces, on the throttle

Step in the club, like I just won the lotto

Find, the genie in the bottle

She a model, and I can’t lose it’s the motto