"7 Mile Cruzin" lyrics
My roof back, my money right
I'm runnin' through the sky, you know I'm super fly
I'm Superman high
I ride down 7 M-I-L-E blowin' smelly
On my way to the telly wit' a big‑booty jelly nigga
Hoes on my dick 'cause they know I'm the man
Knot in my pocket weigh at least ten grand
She's steady blowin' me like she was a band
[?] niggas just don't understand
Why these hoes on my dick and I never have to trick wit' 'em
But they got you throwin' cash just to get wit' 'em
You buyin' bottle after bottle just to sit wit' 'em
You get 'em hot and ready for me and I split wit' 'em
Hoes on my dick but they can't do nothin' for me
Unless it is a orgy and my camera's recording
I do this for the voyeurs
The D is for destroyer
I can't be fired 'cause I'm the employer
Man, these hoes on my dick got me feelin' like a pimp
The way she popped that monkey, man I thought she was a chimp
Wit' her wild style, Black and Mild
Baller blockin', flavor flour
I'm cruisin' in a coupe ridin' down 7 Mile
Ridin' down 7 Mile east headed west
Just in case they ill, I got my bulletproof vest
But it ain't complete without the heat under the seat
But I won't fuck with you unless you fuck with me
Hoes jockin', beat knockin', traffic stoppin'
Rockin', cops watchin', steady clockin'
Gators big blockin'
7 Mile, bet a thou' Detroit got a better style
We rock them crocodiles and let our cheddar pile
Go ayo for yayo, all in my nasal
I musta been crazed, yo
Blowin' purple [?]
Potholes, snot‑nose
28s, we got those
Uzis and AKs [?] we shot those
Brains blown, panic‑zone
Wheels ridin' [?] chrome
My cellphone roam when I'm far away from home
Opened Hell's doors, still tryna get to Heaven
My number's 777‑9311
The message full though if you try to dial mine
'Cause I'm the seventh sign and 7 Mile is mine
The message full though if you try to dial mine
'Cause I'm the seventh sign and 7 Mile is mine
I'm runnin' through the sky, you know I'm super fly
I'm Superman high
I ride down 7 M-I-L-E blowin' smelly
On my way to the telly wit' a big‑booty jelly nigga
Hoes on my dick 'cause they know I'm the man
Knot in my pocket weigh at least ten grand
She's steady blowin' me like she was a band
[?] niggas just don't understand
Why these hoes on my dick and I never have to trick wit' 'em
But they got you throwin' cash just to get wit' 'em
You buyin' bottle after bottle just to sit wit' 'em
You get 'em hot and ready for me and I split wit' 'em
Hoes on my dick but they can't do nothin' for me
Unless it is a orgy and my camera's recording
I do this for the voyeurs
The D is for destroyer
I can't be fired 'cause I'm the employer
Man, these hoes on my dick got me feelin' like a pimp
The way she popped that monkey, man I thought she was a chimp
Wit' her wild style, Black and Mild
Baller blockin', flavor flour
I'm cruisin' in a coupe ridin' down 7 Mile
Ridin' down 7 Mile east headed west
Just in case they ill, I got my bulletproof vest
But it ain't complete without the heat under the seat
But I won't fuck with you unless you fuck with me
Hoes jockin', beat knockin', traffic stoppin'
Rockin', cops watchin', steady clockin'
Gators big blockin'
7 Mile, bet a thou' Detroit got a better style
We rock them crocodiles and let our cheddar pile
Go ayo for yayo, all in my nasal
I musta been crazed, yo
Blowin' purple [?]
Potholes, snot‑nose
28s, we got those
Uzis and AKs [?] we shot those
Brains blown, panic‑zone
Wheels ridin' [?] chrome
My cellphone roam when I'm far away from home
Opened Hell's doors, still tryna get to Heaven
My number's 777‑9311
The message full though if you try to dial mine
'Cause I'm the seventh sign and 7 Mile is mine
The message full though if you try to dial mine
'Cause I'm the seventh sign and 7 Mile is mine
