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highway 95
by Baby Keem
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Whoa-ah-ah
Whoa-ah-ah
Whoa-ah-ah
Whoa-oah-ah-ah-ah uh, uh
La-la-la, la, la, la
Whoa, la
Whoa
Baby, cook some
Took the 95 to the 110
Headed your way, through the pape' and drape
Through the yellow tape, blew the motor, got the Toyota on the tow-away
Took it to Jose, it took 'em four days
He said, "It's the transmission," I said, "No way," uh
Them the days, we couldn't buy no gourmet
Forget the bad things that happened with the foreplay
So when we walk in any venue, it's a light show
Catch a dinner and a movie, wear your nice clothes
I throw the burner phone away, I go ice cold
Can't lose my main bitch fuckin' with my side hoes
I know she mad when the text is full of typos
She ask me 'bout this chick Alexis, she like 5'4", uh
She don't care about me, she entitled
I'm fuckin' her and I fuck the bitch she idol
I'm inspired by the women with no rivals
I'm inspired by the women that wanna be politicians
Inspired by the women that leisure's go and get it
The independent women that never need men to listen
I caught my mama cryin' 'bout dude, I couldn't get it
And since then I hated every boyfriend she been with
Whoa-ah-ah
Whoa-ah-ah
Whoa-ah-ah
Whoa-oah-ah-ah-ah uh, uh
La-la-la, la, la, la
Whoa, la
Whoa
Baby, cook some
Took the 95 to the 110
Headed your way, through the pape' and drape
Through the yellow tape, blew the motor, got the Toyota on the tow-away
Took it to Jose, it took 'em four days
He said, "It's the transmission," I said, "No way," uh
Them the days, we couldn't buy no gourmet
Forget the bad things that happened with the foreplay
So when we walk in any venue, it's a light show
Catch a dinner and a movie, wear your nice clothes
I throw the burner phone away, I go ice cold
Can't lose my main bitch fuckin' with my side hoes
I know she mad when the text is full of typos
She ask me 'bout this chick Alexis, she like 5'4", uh
She don't care about me, she entitled
I'm fuckin' her and I fuck the bitch she idol
I'm inspired by the women with no rivals
I'm inspired by the women that wanna be politicians
Inspired by the women that leisure's go and get it
The independent women that never need men to listen
I caught my mama cryin' 'bout dude, I couldn't get it
And since then I hated every boyfriend she been with
