Teksty:
Triple Crown

with the triple crown Double ain't enough when I'm feelin' this down I'll celebrate the misfortune I've found With my own version of the triple crown

up with the triple crown Double ain't enough when I'm feelin' this down I'll celebrate the misfortune I've found With my own version of the triple crown

[Verse One] Chops burn the house down, we build it from the ground under Run through your town, catch pounds and bounce like flubber Hotter than a Stevie

myself Tears of the crying Sun Like despair on the wing Swirl through the gray like a cauldron achurn For the Winter sky Cry for the crows on the

whip To my diamonds I'm in Black and yellow, black and yellow Black and yellow, black and yellow Stay high like how I'm supposed to do That crown underneath

down son you killin' 'em (Ha Ha) Slow down son you killin' 'em [Verse 2 - Young Jeezy] Always on that flow shit Jeezy Montana Cocaine capital That would be Atlanta One triple

Everybody Know Me Green Bubble Vest But The Sweater Polo See How They Gonna Stop Me I Keep Screaming Brooklyn Mami Have You Ever Took A Trip Out To Brooklyn

up with a hearse, even death curse, for those who wanna hurt me. You feelin' little worse, feel 'em off, rollin' with the 5th Dog, every little nigga trip

bout college, nah I do girls like I do my clothes I wear 'em one time, then I go back for more If she want me to trip, well I don't to that dough And