Favorite Things Lyrics

(Hook)
Pistols and robberies and strippers from follies,
A few bricks from papi, lambos and raris,
Chevyes and caddys and cutless supremes,
These are a few of our favorite things.

(Verse)
None of us was a custom of living rich
Unless you was a hustler, hustler flipping bricks,
Got a quarter pound to me, to got switches and sticks,
Never claimed to be a saint so I baggin them bitches and nicks,
Come from Christmas they wasn't give me shit,
I was running the streets, I was physically fit,
I swear to God, I punch a nigga dead in the tongue
If you say me and my nigga wasn't hitting them licks,
Maintenance man if you ever needed the fix,
Though we needed new clothes, and we needed new kicks,
Plus an old school Chevrolet, deuces on the escalade,
The freshest jaze and the stripper whole name Desiree
Frame you new with the big face bazzle,
40 cal and the 38 special, 'cause it's so shit in the street
That a nigga can't settle, 'cause we all think on the same level
Now what we love.

(Hook) x2
Pistols and robberies and strippers from follies,
A few bricks from papi, lambos and raris,CyHi The Prynce - Favorite Things - http://motolyrics.com/cyhi-the-prynce/favorite-things-lyrics.html
Chevyes and caddys and cutless supremes,
These are a few of our favorite things.

(Verse)
When I was young I got locked up for a benny
Kicking dough of the hand just like it's TNT
Strong on you for your shoes call it GNC
'Cause I knew it wasn't nothing for me underneath the tree
I've been a dream chaser since a teenager,
Blue color but I'm attracted to green paper,
I bought a black strap 'cause it make me seem safer
Amend them ill town, niggas won't hesitate the cremate you
Y'all out he's selling chickens like the shit is hairless,
Go to jail and start singing like a christmas carol
Got more muscle in the streets than the '96 camaro
Gun play don't kill more people than the sicker cell,
Huh, rest in peace to my nigga Gerald,
The line between life and death is really narrow
What you know about the shoot ups outside the waffle house
Every time I ride my pockets this is all they talk about.

(Hook) x2
Pistols and robberies and strippers from follies,
A few bricks from papi, lambos and raris,
Chevyes and caddys and cutless supremes,
These are a few of our favorite things.