Lyrics:
On somethin' blue like an avatar
Got clown whips safe to say I got silly cars
Got silly broads
Movie stars bent over mini bars
Now all my Niki broads wanna'
Narvalos devant l'épicier
Y'a plus d'grosse basse
Si c'est ça moi j'me casse
T'aimes les clubs où ça danse le mango
Bondés d'filles aux mini shirts et
with wolves that viciously maim
Thugs that roam clubs, in the dark with fireworks that spark
Saltwater vibrations comin' from sharks
Blood-thirsty
wanna face me nigga
I'll detroit indiana fuckin pace ya nigga
Cause I'm crazy like my dad, a wild coyote
Show you what Shaq shoulda did to Kobe
Slap him
strange
You in the arctic wit wolves that viciously main
Thugs that roam clubs, in the dark wit fireworks that spark
Saltwater vibrations comin from sharks
and your wrist coordinate
Hair braided or faded okay
We can move this back to my place
It's time to migrate
From my car into the club we migrate
From
with the diamonds and ice
I'm that classy mami with the Marilyn Monroe body.
I'm that fly chick 5*6 Marc Jacob mini
Ghetto fabulous, glamorous, its
I'm that classy mami with the Marilyn Monroe body.
I'm that fly chick 5*6 Marc Jacob mini
Ghetto fabolous, glamourous, its effortless
Make up light, we
and ice
I'm that classy mami with the Marilyn Monroe body
I'm that fly chick, plastic, Marc Jacob mini
Ghetto fabulous, glamorous, it's effortless
Make
Hold up
Hold up
Hold up
In the club
ct the bar
In the streets
In the car
Now Hold up
Hold up
Hold up
Hold up
To the fellas
cnd them girls
I'm no Russian
Not even Prussian
Doorman at the yacht club
Was my one claim to fame
Some say I'm nervy
Hell, I'm from Jersey
This chasin'
strange
You in the arctic wit wolves that viciously main
Thugs that roam clubs, in the dark wit fireworks that spark
Saltwater vibrations comin from sharks
out there waitin' on you
I'm sittin' in this stolen car finna rob this nigga
Should I let the mini Mac or the shotgun hit him?
I been waitin' all
bitch
Drive her own car (ayy), she don't need no Lyft
In the strip club (oh yeah), know my girl gon' tip
Now she twerkin', she throw it out and come
Mini skirt on dip my body in glitter
Platform sneakers all the boys wanna picture
Two foreign cars I make rich look richer
Save ya breath baby
I
Yeah, out the window of that range or that muscle car
Arm hanging out the window, diamonds in that big shepard
Weed in the crack cigar, more sour
October twenty third that was the day I was born
Way out in Indiana we surrounded by corn
My parents love the Lord, and they really love me
Growing
Yeah, out the window of that range or that muscle car
Arm hanging out the window, diamonds in that big shepard
Weed in the crack cigar, more sour
Yeah
Uh-huh
Yeah
Yeah
Broke up with my girl last night, so I went to the club (so I went to the club)
Put on a fresh white suit and the Mini
talking to much
She make me can't stand her
I gave her the work and I told
Her go to trap in Indiana
My bitch she goes so hard
She trap in Oklahoma
She sent
radio'd for back up cars
So we could put this crook behind bars
Another criminal off the streets
Another D.J. back to his beats
I walked in the club and I
provoked
When I see you, I'ma step on you and not even know it
You midget, mini-me with a bunch of little mini-yous
Running around your backyard swimming
[Jeff]
Let, Let, Let's Go
[Announcer]
Calling all cars, calling all cars
Be on the lookout someone has stolen the D.J.
Agent F.P. get
It's kind of funny, how I'm sitting here alone
Inside her home, while she goes to see Indiana jones
No I get it, family's important, she should spend
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