For sure you gotta give him a fire song though.
I got you,
you're riding it again Can't stop you,
ride around in six again
Spend a hundred and I got a pen And it's
a cool note I can scoop your friends
And I got you when we hit the bedroom
Then we smoke the gas like a shoom
Now she ain't got a brag bout a gag She don't lollipop,
lollipop
So damn sweet my tooth ain't crack I'm a dentist,
get some varnish
But I got that insurance Guarantees and with tenchies
But damn she so lit She want me to own it,
I just wanna rent it
Old school Indian try,
can't see me inside Cause the windows is tinted
I'm on that 5% And my phone on like 5%
So I don't got long to live in I'ma put
your face right down with the vintage
It smell like Dolce inside the cabana Brazil,
we in Copacabana
Paxil,
like the m****s on wall,
the gas still leaking out like the car done got balled up
Call the mother freak and I'm on it,
busy Gotta work when I'm done,
come and get me
This ain't regular ballin',
you were looking at the making of Jordan
Running,
all the,
styling,
got no I'm from the country,
lil' doll
And pardon me for all these horses I'm driving
We
turn up all degrees I'm just tryna please ya
Don't act like you got no needs ya You
know what it is when it come through
Ride around in six again Switched to Honda,
then I got a Benz
So cool, no, I can't screw up with friends
I ain't got you when we in the bedroom
Yeah,
we smoking gas on like a shoom All the foes in the field
Yeah,
yeah,
I can see the sexy in your eyes And I can tell you
And I love when you f*** me,
love when you f*** me