Wow(yea) look at all this money(I see it) I bet you like how that hits your forehead huh?(its the king partna) Doe money , street money I'm a boss ******* I tell you what... Chorus: I'm on a tour an exotic dreams (dreams) From club to club Im making it rain(rain) Im here so much that yall know my name I'm so on fire they call me Mr.Propane Me and my three amigos to magic city we go We know all this money We throw we gone probably bruise some egos And all this louie v so fly Look like we moving kilos Came with three chicks and Left with two or three more Verse: ha ha aha 50 large and a rubber band Pick a bunch of broads and let em dance and let em stand to the side or what ever man Some light some dark some cinnamon(i like you) I bought a bottle from the bar like a gentlemen four door five more i can get them in Man haters in the corner like whatever man can go where ever man seen me where we can rain on the weather man Chorus: Chorus: I'm on the tour and exotic dreams (dreams) From club to club Im making it rain(rain) Im here so much that yall know my name I'm so on fire they call me Mr.Propane (its the king bi*tch) Verse: Okay ready set fall Sack this tall Picks six chicks tell em drop Them draws Yea i like them too but i gotta get yall Why shoulda pick and choose when i can just get em all Let them fat cats eat my big dog i be in waitin the parking lot just call in a drop top ghetto drop then fall Looking hot enough to get ya lot pissed off im so fly im so raw to the point that it seens like im fronting and showing off remember i told yall im out of control yall Im wanting to blow yall these hundreds I throw braws You can have that i give theses playa haters something to be mad at I laugh at it yo guard of the night life hit me on the right night neck full of nice ice ******* up ya eye sight Chorus: I'm on the tour and exotic dreams (dreams) From club to club Im making it rain(rain) Im here so much that yall know my name I'm so on fire call me Mr.Propane Drive: Gutter pulling Money's nothing See theses haters Show them something Squad on deck we'll Bang your head don't Get it twisted you heard What i said (its the king bi*tch) Chorus: I'm on the tour and exotic dreams (dreams) From club to clubs Im making it rain(rain) Im here so much that yall know my name I'm so on fire they call me Mr.Propane
Wow(yea) look at all this money(I see it) I bet you like how that hits your forehead huh?(its the king partna) Doe money , street money I'm a boss ******* I tell you what... Chorus: I'm on a tour an exotic dreams (dreams) From club to club Im making it rain(rain) Im here so much that yall know my name I'm so on fire they call me Mr.Propane Me and my three amigos to magic city we go We know all this money We throw we gone probably bruise some egos And all this louie v so fly Look like we moving kilos Came with three chicks and Left with two or three more Verse: ha ha aha 50 large and a rubber band Pick a bunch of broads and let em dance and let em stand to the side or what ever man Some light some dark some cinnamon(i like you) I bought a bottle from the bar like a gentlemen four door five more i can get them in Man haters in the corner like whatever man can go where ever man seen me where we can rain on the weather man Chorus: Chorus: I'm on the tour and exotic dreams (dreams) From club to club Im making it rain(rain) Im here so much that yall know my name I'm so on fire they call me Mr.Propane (its the king bi*tch) Verse: Okay ready set fall Sack this tall Picks six chicks tell em drop Them draws Yea i like them too but i gotta get yall Why shoulda pick and choose when i can just get em all Let them fat cats eat my big dog i be in waitin the parking lot just call in a drop top ghetto drop then fall Looking hot enough to get ya lot pissed off im so fly im so raw to the point that it seens like im fronting and showing off remember i told yall im out of control yall Im wanting to blow yall these hundreds I throw braws You can have that i give theses playa haters something to be mad at I laugh at it yo guard of the night life hit me on the right night neck full of nice ice ******* up ya eye sight Chorus: I'm on the tour and exotic dreams (dreams) From club to club Im making it rain(rain) Im here so much that yall know my name I'm so on fire call me Mr.Propane Drive: Gutter pulling Money's nothing See theses haters Show them something Squad on deck we'll Bang your head don't Get it twisted you heard What i said (its the king bi*tch) Chorus: I'm on the tour and exotic dreams (dreams) From club to clubs Im making it rain(rain) Im here so much that yall know my name I'm so on fire they call me Mr.Propane
