Gas Station Run
Cardo, Larry June
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Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy You know Bouncin' out at the gas station and shit Lambos and 'Raris We can't make this shit up nigga, yaw mean? Cardo, what's happenin'? Into the late night, straight up Numbers, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy Fifty on three, ninety one when I'm pumpin' It's Friday night, and the blade is jumpin' She put it in my hand now I'm smokin' and I'm thumbin' If she ain't cashin' out then she gotta do somethin' Bounced out, parking lot pimp, motor runnin' Sidin' on me chunky, 'case a nigga try somethin' I'on't give a f*ck about your motherfuckin' politics Get up off your ass lil' nigga make somethin' Money on my motherfuckin' mind while I'm slidin' Cardo hit my phone like, when the f*ck we drivin'? I said off top, hit the left, perfect timing I was in the go club in the city, rockin' diamonds Locked eye with her, and I knocked fasho Said she just like to dance she don't like to hoe I said cool, take a nigga number and hit me The next week she was slidin' in my black six fifty What's happenin'? You know I'm sayin' Money counters and shit, doin' numbers Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy (good job) Late night cruisin' you know I mean? Somethin' (?) with me too (yes, lord) Ay you know she gon' do numbers nigga (good Job) Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy I was just gon' do one verse But f*ck it, I hit this weed I'm in LA with Snoop, Texas with bomb bitch Screamin' R.I.P. Pimp C (Pimp C) I'm a fresh ass nigga with a whole lotta game Goyard backpack, hoppin' off the plane If Ion't do nothin' bitch I'ma get paid Hold on, let me wipe the dust off my shades Movin' groovin' dippin' slidin' What a time, but I'm gettin' head on a island You're beautiful, gorgeous, ooh, stylin' (ayy, ayy, ayy) Back shots, hoo, wylin' 1 whip, 2 whip, 3, can't decide Hold on, wood grain wheel when I'm ridin' (ridin') Don't check me bitch check that mileage (mileage) Certified mack in this motherfucka vibin' What's happenin' Ay ay ay ay ay Touch screen toasters and shit (Good job, Larry) Know that's regular and shit know what I mean? Told that bitch whip it up quick you know I mean I got shit to do Ay ay ay Numbers, with yo' sexy ass Know I love it when you do that (Good job) Numbers Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ay Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ay Yeehee, Cardo Into the late night into the late night Yeah ayy, shh, shh What's happenin', yeehee TFM, yes lord, shh, shh, shh
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Written by: Larry Eugene Hendricks, Ronald Nathan LaTour Jr.
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