歌词

Riding thru the city top down burning rubber Yeah we gone do this all summa Looking for them baddies out fly with no stomach Yeah we gone do this all summer Pull up to the mall blow a bag like fuck it We gone do this all summa Get fresh hit the club leave with a hundred numbers We gone do this all summer Talking pull up to the pool party Shit I was dripping way before I got here Yeah I'm a need 2 probably Double shots of that roc blowing clouds in the air But baby I ain't cuffing nobody With all these thotianas running round everywhere Bust down let me see about it It's a big vibe We gone do this all summa summaaa Flipping bags 3 seasons for real Now it's summertime so a nigga bout to chill Pull up to the park whipping something super Ill Told lil shorty if she give me that I'm going for the kill Still Respect yeah i got it got it Louied up from the socks to my fuckin wallet Double cup of that roc yeah I'm bout it bout it Cookies got me in the Sky I'm on autopilot Hood superstar Millie's what I'm shooting for She turned down ya shot nigga what you still shooting for Cuz she prefer a young boss such as myself Numero uno Fresh who else huh Riding thru the city top down burning rubber Yeah we gone do this all Summa Looking for them baddies out fly with no stomach Yeah we gone do this all summer Pull up to the mall blow a bag like fuck it We gone do this all Summa Get fresh hit the club leave with a hundred numbers We gone do this all summer Talking pull up to the pool party Shit I was dripping way before I got here Yeah I'm a need 2 probably Double shots of that roc blowing clouds in the air But baby I ain't cuffing nobody With all these thotianas running round everywhere Bust down let me see about it It's a big vibe We gone do this all Summa Summa When it comes to having baddies i be undefeated I'm a product of my daddy dawg it's pimping season Pull up stunting on them crazy flexing for no reason Since i got that bag it ain't no question my whole gang we eating Ain't got no time for you haters out here throwing shade Ain't no surprise special ed fresco got it made Look at my eyes yeah they low from that Cali good Always ville up 53rd wish a nigga would Foreign something by my side she gone love me good Tatted all over my face and body I'm misunderstood But that don't matter I'm loaded with Paso Try to snatch it go loco Catch a slug to the face hoe Riding thru the city top down burning rubber Yeah we gone do this all Summa Looking for them baddies out fly with no stomach Yeah we gone do this all summer Pull up to the mall blow a bag like fuck it We gone do this all Summa Get fresh hit the club leave with a hundred numbers We gone do this all summer Talking pull up to the pool party Shit I was dripping way before I got here Yeah I'm a need 2 probably Double shots of that roc blowing clouds in the air But baby I ain't cuffing nobody With all these thotianas running round everywhere Bust down let me see about it It's a big vibe We gone do this all summa summa
Writer(s): Cortez Mcclain, Fresco Cane, Robert Moore Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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