Turn Left Turn Right
Smoove'L
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(Shout out Datboi, nigga) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Gang, gang, gang, gang Mm, she got a body like Nicki (I'm lit) Ooh, baby Give me the addy then I'm poppin' up Once I get the location, turn left, turn right Mm, then I'm pullin' off I'm movin' wock, movin' wock I gotta drop from a thot She like a nigga who pockets be bigger A vet with the strokes who be makin' her thicker And do what he want, and do what he want, yeah yeah (he do what he want) Uh, baby who fuckin' with me? Ain't no competitor (no he's not) Shittin' on opps, gettin' this guap (gettin' this, gettin' this guap) I'm way ahead of them, yeah, yeah She got a nigga and I got a bitch, it ain't no tellin' though I'm feelin' very elite, niggas know I got the streets (I got the streets) Uh, uh, uh, uh Amiris the fashion Uh, uh, uh, uh (let's go) I'm breakin' her back in Uh, uh, I'm hearin' she got a body like Nicki She got a body like Rih Rih But none of that matter if the pussy is wack (on gang) If your pussy trash, bitch, I'ma spit on ya back If it's not wet, on to the next I'm too lit of a nigga I can't be attached I be stylin' I'm flexin' with racks I got money I know how to act (I know how to act) I'ma go put it up I don't care if I'm rich if you owe me I want it back I see them crackin' fours we gone start a fight We gone pull up and end the whole litty night (let's get 'em) Boo-baow, I'ma drop his ass, boo-baow, I got the bag I gotta chill where my niggas at, the whole gang eat I break bread Yeah we be arguin' and shit but it would not be about a bitch I think she winnin' 'cause she got no flaws Ain't no competin' she badder than all Her hair to her ass all of that cute shit And not any nigga could get in her draws She cute, she my type, she fire She the one I like (I like her) Pull up on me Baby I want to f*ck, I want to fight Once I get the location, turn left turn right Mm, then I'm pullin' off I'm movin' wock, movin' wock I gotta drop from a thot She like a nigga who pockets be bigger A vet with the strokes who be makin' her thicker And do what he want, and do what he want (yeah, yeah) Uh, baby who fuckin'with me? ain't no competitor Shittin'on opps, gettin' this guap, I'm way ahead of them, yeah yeah She got a nigga and I got a bitch, it ain't no tellin' though I'm feelin' very elite, niggas know I got the streets (I got the streets) Uh, uh, uh, uh I got the streets Niggas know how I'm coming Fours That's four shit Uh, perfect
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Written by: Anthony Paulino, Lefty Frizzel Sanders Jr., Luca Fano-Caroti, Shai Shachar
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