YOUNGLOUIE - Red Carpet Lyrics

R3D CARP3T
Not a Pyrex whippa
But got eyes on syzzup
Got the fire tucked in pillow got they head they go like willow
Chicken head but keep they head low
Getting sharper like the pencil
I was born to kill the tempo got they eyes going limbo
Check me
Red meat
Cooking like I'm Ramsey shit is looking fancy
She know she a baddy
All this shit is mad g
Oh you never had me
Ima pop the addy
Got them finger dancing
You can never check me
Im the mothafuckin champ yah they ain't ever notice
When we spin the records sticking to this shit
Yah load the instrumental they gon see me stacking stacking up like legos
Building shit building my empire
You know that the world that I desire
Making all these hits that I desire
To the top we stacking a new pile
Not a Pyrex whippa
But got eyes on syzzup
Got the fire tucked in pillow got they head they go like willow
Chicken head but keep they head low
Getting sharper like the pencil
I was born to kill the tempo got they eyes going limbo
I got no tears left Gon break bad oh yeah
Hop in a Maybach Gon spend racks oh yeah
can't stay back need payback oh yeah
These snakes traps attack on my back
Who would of thought this young boy from the block Gon pop
I've been around the world steady chasing guap
I'm Bringing all my partners cuz we flood the mark
Tell me you want me and I give you what you want
Flood the money up
Gotta get it up
Asking if I'm slimey
Got the dirty cup
Gotta get it up
Flood the money up
Gotta get it up
Gotta go up
Not a Pyrex whippa
But got eyes on syzzup
Got the fire tucked in pillow got they head they go like willow
Chicken head but keep they head low
Getting sharper like the pencil
I was born to kill the tempo got they eyes going limbo

R3D CARP3T
Not a Pyrex whippa
But got eyes on syzzup
Got the fire tucked in pillow got they head they go like willow
Chicken head but keep they head low
Getting sharper like the pencil
I was born to kill the tempo got they eyes going limbo
Check me
Red meat
Cooking like I'm Ramsey shit is looking fancy
She know she a baddy
All this shit is mad g
Oh you never had me
Ima pop the addy
Got them finger dancing
You can never check me
Im the mothafuckin champ yah they ain't ever notice
When we spin the records sticking to this shit
Yah load the instrumental they gon see me stacking stacking up like legos
Building shit building my empire
You know that the world that I desire
Making all these hits that I desire
To the top we stacking a new pile
Not a Pyrex whippa
But got eyes on syzzup
Got the fire tucked in pillow got they head they go like willow
Chicken head but keep they head low
Getting sharper like the pencil
I was born to kill the tempo got they eyes going limbo
I got no tears left Gon break bad oh yeah
Hop in a Maybach Gon spend racks oh yeah
can't stay back need payback oh yeah
These snakes traps attack on my back
Who would of thought this young boy from the block Gon pop
I've been around the world steady chasing guap
I'm Bringing all my partners cuz we flood the mark
Tell me you want me and I give you what you want
Flood the money up
Gotta get it up
Asking if I'm slimey
Got the dirty cup
Gotta get it up
Flood the money up
Gotta get it up
Gotta go up
Not a Pyrex whippa
But got eyes on syzzup
Got the fire tucked in pillow got they head they go like willow
Chicken head but keep they head low
Getting sharper like the pencil
I was born to kill the tempo got they eyes going limbo