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Convertible

Chris Brown

Im My Zone (Rhythm & Streets)


I went from a hightop to a convertible like Imma transformer
I went from a hightop to a convertible like Imma transformer
I went from a hightop to a convertible like Imma transformer
Like Imma transformer, like Imma transformer

Smoke grey enzo looking like a shadow
550 Benzo you ain't on my level
Shawty gotta body cone shaped like a bottle
Magazine star dating nothing but the models

I went from a hightop to a convertible like Imma transformer
(You bastards, bastards)
I went from a hightop to a convertible like Imma transformer
I went from a hightop to a convertible like Imma transformer
Like Imma transformer, like Imma transformer

Smoke grey enzo looking like a shadow
550 Benzo you ain't on my level
Shawty gotta body cone shaped like a bottle
Magazine star dating nothing but the models

Money piling up you would think I won the Lotto
Cash rule everything around me thats my motto
All black Rolex you had never seen no
Coutnin big chips you can call me a casino

Hey you, shawty what it do
Whip so sick you can call it bird flu
Got the top back hair blowing in the air
Imma bout to kill it this year

Cuz I went from a hightop to a convertible like Imma transformer
I went from a hightop to a convertible like Imma transformer
I went from a hightop to a convertible like Imma transformer
I went from a Like Imma transformer, like Imma transformer

Point black I'm the best in general
You know I ball and I ain't talkin bout genitals
Imma shark you can't catch me with no fishing pole
In the dark you can see me cos my whislte glow
Get some stripes lil' mama make my whislte blow
Don't need no misltetoe, but you can kiss it though
But baby drop it low and make it shake for me
Call me fellow of reserve cuz I make money

And then I waste money
My chain so sunny
I got them carrots so I share it with them snow bunnies
Yo money is only bout yay high
I got that ching ching money like shanghai
Yea Imma fool wit it
Know what to do wit it
Who you know got a private jet with the windows tinted
Overseas cash
Get overseas ass
got it on lock like I'm dreading with some beeswax

Hey you shawty what it do
Whip so sick you can call it bird flu
Got the top back hair blowing in the air
Imma bout to kill it this year

Cos I went from a, high top to a convertible like Imma transformer
I went from a hightop to a convertible like Imma transformer
(Whoa)
I went from a hightop to a convertible like Imma transformer
I went from a Like Imma transformer, like Imma transformer
(Yeea)

Hey lil'mama pretty thang over there
Put my CD on and let it bang through ya ear
You know I'm the best
Watch me do my step
And Imma let you do the rest
Cos I got dimes on me
And I ain't talking bout no weed
I mean fine shawtys
And they running with CB yea

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