Yung Wilson - Carolina Lyrics

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Let me welcome you, Carolina
Baby, I'm from Carolina
Carolina, Carolina
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Yeah, in the coupe, I do the dash
Yeah, my hoe thinkin' that I'm a crash
In the lead, I'm the head of this class
Yeah, your hoe should be smokin' on glass
Opps I mean, she be smokin' on G
Everything on me ain't cheap
Line them up, put them hoes in the Jeep
The bitch stank I can tell by her feet
In the booth, I been high for a week
Bougie nigga? I can't even speak
For the verse, I'ma charge her a fee
From the gutter, I come out the streets
My young niggas will shoot out for free
Push the button, I don't need a key
If you lookin' for your bitch, you can't find her
I'ma fly the hoe out to Carolina
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Baby, I'm from Carolina
Carolina
Let me take you out to Carolina
You ain't never been to Carolina
Let me welcome you to Carolina
Carolina
Baby, I'm from Carolina
Carolina
You ain't never been to Carolina
Carolina
Let me take you out to Carolina
Let me welcome you to Carolina
Baby, I'm from Carolina
Carolina
Carolina
Let me take you out to Carolina
Let me welcome you to Carolina
Carolina
You ain't never been to Carolina
Carolina