Lyrics:
under neon lights
Oh pretty baby gonna break up somebody's home
Now haven't I seen you before
Buying cigarettes down at the liquor store
Won't you with
turn red when them stare at us
Yeah, we love it like that
Every rude boy in here wan' be with us
Confidence and sauce is a must
My crew come first
Bright lights
Big cities
Big tities
one big room full of bitches
a lot of big dick tall niggas
Like all flavors- im a boss player
never keep me
(good time)
Don’t you worry I’ll be right here by your side
I just wanna have a good time
With my pretty pretty baby at my side (side)
Really wanna have
time I light it up on fire
They think that they can handle, so I'ma be uh, hot like
Ooh, hot like 앗 뜨거
난 눈에 불 켜, 다 불 질러 (burn, burn)
I'm gonna burn
like vampires
Compliment each other like burgers and french fries
In the last minute I done thought about you ten times
Fine on the out but she pretty
like vampires
Compliment each other like burgers and french fries
In the last minute I done thought about you ten times
Fine on the out but she pretty
like LeBron every basket perfect
Ima keep dropping them shots off
Want a new drop with the top off
Shawty on top like some hot sauce
Not what they
What you gone do when
What you gone do When I bounce bounce bounce
Turn a nigga out Then I Bounce bounce bounce
Smoke it by then ounce Then I
hot girl shit
All she wanna do is go and party and get lit
Talk to me talk to me nice
Dancing in the dark but you look pretty in the light
Hot girls
By the way, I said by the way
Im that bitch, tomorrow and today
I said, big sauce
I got the sauce, you know
The drip and the drop, you know
Too hot
a Meadow Rest fa
When a bare pretty gyal deh pon di Gaza
To how mi feel right now
Mi high like cloud wid mi face white out
Bada Dan hot grabber dash weh pan
randy moss better catch’m /never fucking off /jack up raw real hard G-37 top soft u hypnotized by the sauce
/Gotta see it clearer they looking at me
on talking hard bro
I'll pull your card like Uno
A light snack
Better check the glucose
Feasting on the track
He eating rappers like a sumo
Mamacita's
the gym
But I just had to stay grounded
Now a nigga surrounded by some
Pretty Thangz
Pretty pretty thangz
Got pretty thangz, pretty pretty thangz
Got
well
Spot getting hot had to switch it
Blew a quarter of the bag on ammunition
Yeah, I saw my future coming like the Simpsons
You can steal my sauce but
it back, I feel like Deuce McAllister
I got that sack, I upped the standards, niggas ain't in my caliber
I'm from Candler, young niggas hot like
him
How you come to my block
With them dodgy shells
We rid to your block, had you dodging shells
Hot like hell
Aim for his head how we miss that tell
dressed down
Oh, it's me, fella, the banji gets out
All females fledge to bambi style
Light my wrist up, like zing-blaow
Vamp me up, turn her down
Amp
man, you shooting like a rookie that don't know his range
Smoking, watch me go insane, opus and the Novocaine
Shit was once an open game, we got it by
now, so get up
I said, "Ciara's on you radio
Everybody turn it up"
Spicy just like hot sauce
Careful, you might burn it up
You can do the pop lock
like LeBron James
The chrome fo'-fo' pretty like Ricky Fontaine
My gorillas kill a man
We thicker than
That wic check peanut butter that come in that big
drip
Franks Red hot sauce
Thats OG mixed with Pink Runts
You can tell by the way i cough
Staying focused on my money
Topshelf Madoff I'm 350 on pre
a boss with the shit
I got sauce I'm the shit
Be real its not hard to admit
It's not hard to admit yeahh
You niggas hella lame like a bit
We chilling so
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