A-Z Lyrics Database
Welcome! Login | Register
Lyrics   »   D   »   Dwayne Lyrics   »   Cabana (Prod. Polo) Lyrics

Dwayne - Cabana (Prod. Polo) Lyrics

Font:      
Align:    
  • Cabana
  • 35th on the corner street, Harmont when the corners meet. Hop out when that
  • Whip hot, we box out when that odor reek. Stacking green we stacking green,
  • Money team I'm counting fees. Switch over to the check boy, we sign the x
  • And then count the trees. Straight bands Ray bans, keep the Sun out my face
  • Man. I'm on top I don't stop I put it down no basement. Take them out no
  • Baseman, chase the money I'm racing. Pacing time we paint the picture, the
  • Big picture no tracing. I stay on the low them diamonds all on that piece
  • Boy and it stay on the glow. I stay on the roll stay with the flow, these
  • Rappers they hate me I stay in control. She do not love me she here for the
  • Dough, blow all the money then count me some more. She down for the show
  • She go where I go, special edition this ain't in the store. No baby hold
  • That back, turn around and then throw that back. I like it when you go like
  • That, she light skin but she show that black. Don't front you cold at that,
  • Snap a pic no kodak yet. 1st take don't run that back, rap like a strap I
  • Blow that cap.
  • (Chorus)
  • Shawty wanna chill on the cabanas, fresher than Bahamas. Future so bright
  • We putting all those things behind us. Same city if you want me come and
  • Get me, I got homies in the cut you and your friends is coming with me.
  • Shawty wanna chill on the cabanas, fresher than Bahamas. Future so bright
  • We putting all those things behind us. Same city if you want me come and
  • Get me, I got homies in the cut you and your friends is coming with me.
  • Don't forget me.
  • I'm on the cloud she know the sound, I peep the o's she blow the cloud.
  • Straight karats I'm the golden child, I'm bout to pop and she hold me down.
  • She do the thing, I stay balling she knew the game. Lights dim on that warm
  • Night, she true with it don't fool with it I'm losing it. She say boy you
  • Out your mind, them groupies hoes be eager but they still ain't messing
  • With mine. She so loyal man so loyal I get her right each time, she hanging
  • Onto my rhymes. She want Gucci Fendi and Prada, man that's three times the
  • Design. Now go add it up stack it up, let it bounce then back it up. These
  • Girls belong on that camera roll, the way these hoes be acting up. I ain't
  • Really into acting tough but I'll hold the gat and then rack them up, she
  • Half foreign and half black she say I ain't black but I'm black enough. She
  • From the bottom she on top she do that thing she don't stop, she knew the
  • Game like Kurt Cobain she throw it back and that bomb drop. Oh Lord that
  • Bomb drop I'm sauced up my rhyme hot, groupies hoes be sneaking though they
  • Creeping all in my blind spot.
  • (Chorus)
  • Shawty wanna chill on the cabanas, fresher than Bahamas. Future so bright
  • We putting all those things behind us. Same city if you want me come and
  • Get me, I got homies in the cut you and your friends is coming with me.
  • Shawty wanna chill on the cabanas, fresher than Bahamas. Future so bright
  • We putting all those things behind us. Same city if you want me come and
  • Get me, I got homies in the cut you and your friends is coming with me.
  • Don't forget me.

  • Report error in lyric




    The Cabana (Prod. Polo) lyrics by Dwayne is property of their respective authors, artists and labels and are strictly for non-commercial use only.
    Copyright © 2009-2026 Azlyricdb.com. All Rights Reserved | Privacy policy | Blog
    You are now viewing Dwayne Cabana (Prod. Polo) Lyrics