Lyrics:
closer
I wanna play but I think we is over
Don't walk around when I ride got a chauffeur
Blue hundreds on me with no face like it's poker
My girl is crazy
dev'nu leur chauffeur à souère
Au lac Blue sea avec Rémi
Lui c'est notre nouvel ami
Des hipipip hourra, il nous en a fait faire
Au lac Blue sea avec Rémi
the chauffeur swerve on groupie hoes
Them blue hunnerds brand new
But I'm used to those
Middle finger to them bitches that
We used to know
I pull a ho nigga card
Toast to those friends or foes
The real from the fake
The chauffeur knows
I coupe the flow
I know you know whoa, whoa
Toast to those friends or foes
My old man said follow the van
It was a very good year
A very good year for blue-blooded girls
From the brim to the dregs
Their chauffeurs would
New shoes with the blue suede
Blue suede, the blue suede, the blue suede
Young graves get the bouquets
Bouquets, the bouquets, the bouquets
Hope
Girl let me be your chauffeur
Switchin' lanes just swervin'
Txt me I'll be right over
Girl let me come pree you
Foreign whip Pepsi blue
Blacked out tints
it, let 'em in
The king of England woulda left us alone
If he saw Jessica Simpson eat an ice cream cone
Teeny bikinis, red, white and blue
bitches they know that I got it
She want me but I do not know her
I got the Bens coupe no chauffeur
Pulled up on your bitch and I'm drivin' the Rover
Got
(Go Grizz)
(Winners Circle)
Oh, I'm only Miss Nita grandson
Blue diamond ring, I bought her two 'cause she's a champion
Through the Cali
see the chauffeur think I'll give him a raise
How lucky
Life's a bed of roses whirling perfume on me
You can spare me the blues I don't sing in that
Broke every String on my Guitar
Bags in we got Flavors real ZaZa
Bankroll grew up like PJ real Blue Avatars
I took a stop on Mars Pluto to Far
well
Though I need a holiday like lady who song blue
Go back whatever you did you undo
Heavy is heaven, the devil on my two tons too
If you are
see the chauffeur think I'll give him a raise
How lucky
Life's a bed of roses whirling perfume on me
You can spare me the blues I don't sing in that
see the chauffeur think I'll give him a raise
How lucky
Life's a bed of roses whirling perfume on me
You can spare me the blues I don't sing in that
ridin' shotgun, lickin' the wind with his tongue (ooh, son)
Ayy, baby, careful now, kissin' on your chauffeur
Daisy Duke legs make me wanna pull it over
a holiday like lady who song blue
Go back what ever you did you undo
Heavy is heaven
The devil on my two tons too
If you are what you say you are
a holiday like lady who song blue
Go back what ever you did you undo
Heavy is heaven
The devil on my two tons too
If you are what you say you are
a case
Arabian Dial gets knocked off,
Then I got navy blue steel on the face
Not playin' a foul, it get called off,
My homies rock blue and they bleed out
Krogers
Can't drive that Phantom, boy, without the chauffeur
Stayed down and I really showed 'em, yeah
New levels, new devils
Rosary, new bezels
Bitch,
well
Though I need a holiday like lady who song blue
Go back whatever you did you undo
Heavy is heaven, the devil on my two tons too
If you are
well
Though I need a holiday like lady who song blue
Go back whatever you did you undo
Heavy is heaven, the devil on my two tons too
If you are
with it well
Though I need holiday like lady who sung, "Blue"
Go back, whatever you did you undo
Heavy as heaven, the devil on me, two ton's too
If
well
Though I need a holiday like lady who song blue
Go back whatever you did you undo
Heavy is heaven, the devil on my two tons too
If you are
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