Lyrics:
hundreds, Blue Lagoon (Blue)
Bitch, don't slip, drip typhoon (Drip)
I got it hot like air balloon (Hot)
My shoes came with the fur, raccoon (Raccoon)
We go
Loop around Sonic
And right back on it
Low gear, drive by
Up and down
That's right
Bob that head
Every Friday night
Got the windows rolled down
The seat
the spider seats
You never seen it
So get it, shawty
We parking lot pimping in my donk
And I know what you want (hey)
She want that lovey-dovey
the spider seats
You never seen it
So get it, shawty
We parking lot pimping in my donk
And I know what you want (hey)
She want that lovey-dovey
aiming for the throne
No baby seats
You or ya man get it
We sending shots at ya hea
Ny style like a rude boy yankie fitted
Like bottle drinks wit no sip in
it felt hot going in
Plain to see the catbird seat from where you sit
Delirium has a way to upend a B
Now you see me
Really see me
cnd all my
I'm what you need, so tell me
You need a lift, girl, I be the seat
Come on and sit on it, ride on it
Do what you want but don't you move from it
From the 6-4 to the 0-3
All the way to the motherfuckin’ 4-3 yea
My Carolina niggas keep it trill like my OG
Coasting down the street in the two seat
neglecting
That imma different breed, make money by the second
Yeah
Diesel, Jeans
And they on me
Blue, Pills
In the front seat
Prada tags they on me
Match them
ready to slide don't mount up
I count bucks at the top is where they found us
So tell mew who's hot who's not
Would you stay by my side no matter what I
bag
Bout to spend a couple stacks
You ain't gotta hate cause lately
I've been getting a lot of that
Brods love me baby cause I'm hot like summer time
through in a Rolls Royce
Drive by with the seat up
We keep it real ain't none of the fake shit
Tell the boys hold the heat up
When I'm in the club, I'm
Best mates sat in every seat
Bags to the roof of the boot
And down by everyone's feet
It's uncomfortable
But the laughs are flowing
About as much
exists enlisted by the bogeys campin' services
The purpose is, make you go and purchase this, no nervousness
We are, hot like black tar, Black Star with
bloodstreams now
Give me something strong to get it out
Well now you’ve lost me trying to ride it out
Burning on hot seats scorched by some empty vows
And now
I'm cutting hoes
Legs and toes
Over head
Feet explode
Missile toes
Kissing flows
Popping off on every mode
Getting hot getting cold
Feeling old
Money
I am somewhat startled and then soon after rudely awakened by another unnerving episode of air turbulence as our transatlantic air-carrier
Up out your seats, make your body sway
Socialize, get down, let your soul lead the way
Shake it now, go ladies, it's a livin' dream
Love Life Live
Come
I ain't drink in a minute
I got a bitch that's going both ways
I'm paid
Now I'm smokin' out the back seat
Tell the driver to bring my daughter
hours
From the bedroom to the shower
In the sheets to the leather seats
In the suite by heavy
I backtrack my mistakes
Sip the finest grapes
Been through
rest or time to stop
Oh, they worked side by side
Underneath the hot fresnel lights
Flood the set with their heavy glow
And right before the final show
She in her bag, make her hot by the way I brag
Her money lagged, I ain’t gotta talk you see the swag
Run It Up, Run It Up
Throw it in the bag
Pull up
Tell me is because them say I carry gun
you are running away see as your body hot
Your preferred reaction for rumors wey Dey hot
As dem give me name
A couple of cocktails'll send me to jail
There's a couple of cops hot on my trail
But this time, when I get pulled over
There's a Doberman Pinscher
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