Crowned

Ayy, ayy Yeah Nino, ayy Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Nino, Nino, Nino Ever since the ism got into the fuckin' game though Had em stomping down for my crown and made a name though I remember growin' up with daddy wearin' Kangol Now these pretty bitches call me daddy cause my game so Strong then a bitch, I'm bout my bread, I need my panko Chillin' overseas, goin' places that you can't go Need a chocolate, a Mexican, and an Anglo Daddy need a brand new diamond chain, it's gon' hang low Oh yeah, yeah You look misdirected come get crowned by a king Ain't no BFE ho, come get down with the team She gon' stay in pocket cause she down with the dream Oh yeah, yeah Look out for the fag, they not down if they seen Kicked the bitch out, she ain't got traits of a queen Lil' bitty bitch don't even give thanks to the king Oh yeah, yeah, yeah Some of em call her trickin, that's a part of pimpin My stable bringing back, them digits so I make em glisten But I don't give a bitch a a thee thee if she don't listen So gone and listen, my bitch like soldiers in the field They complete the mission These cats be poppin' all that Pimpin ', ain't got pots to piss in I'm stompin' down on a hawk, a laker, and a piston I always tell the youngsters it's about quality Not quantity, no I'm talkin' bout You gotta put ism in the bitch to get rich Church