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Noel Millar
Noel Millar
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Noel Millar
Noel Millar
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That six on low, come two-tone Crew call my new phone, you on Smoke some shit that you screw on When she come through, now you gone, yeah (Now you gon', yeah) When she come through, now you gone, uh, huh (Now you gon') I'm gon' pull out, no futon (Pah) Pop off now with the paper, lil' Peter (Yeah) P1 hot but the S look cleaner (Uh) Came a long way from the little two-liter (Yeah) Ready for this hill but the next one steeper You, you won't give it to me in the coupe With the sun beamin' through thе roof With the sun beamin' through the roof You, you won't givе it to me in the coupe With the sun beamin' through the roof With the sun beamin' through the roof Two pipe, big body (Body) How she grip like that? (Like that?) Skintight, like coffee (Uh) Peel off like avalanche Plant me some mellow keef Put pressure on the keys On track with, with motifs Call Rick, turn few degrees Yeah, you're cut, cut in my old ways Uh, that big head, now I'm stone-faced Yeah, big box, box, this a suitcase Uh, had a need to move at my own pace Treasure somethin' more because I need it You said I'm proper now, I cannot feel it Treasure somethin' more because I need it You said I'm proper now, I cannot feel it You, you won't give it to me in the coupe With the sun beamin' through thе roof With the sun beamin' through the roof You, you won't givе it to me in the coupe With the sun beamin' through the roof With the sun beamin' through the roof Treasure somethin' more because I need it You said I'm proper now, I cannot feel it Treasure somethin' more because I need it You said I'm proper now, I cannot feel it
Writer(s): Garrett Spach, Noel Millar, Thomas Ryan Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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