(Hook)
Ahh shit, ahh shit, ahh shit
Nigga feeling good, she did
Damn it I should, alright
Now I'm fin to blow, green lights
And this is gonna die
(Verse)
Yolo, yo ho, all night, for sure
Bet that shawty wet, I'm rocking her
Robo, heard she like it going deep
May I take her for a tour
No referees up in the ring,
Yeah I prefer them low blows
Her ship pop, paw paw, 44
I cuff her ass, I'm no cop, but she call me robo
Never had her for loco, never had her for loco
But when I pull me up before
Now I'm leadin' like a trolo
Gone yeah, gone yeah, even on my own
You kid, I'ma type of grown man
You rent, I'ma type of own man
Your girlfriend on me, swear he don't know me
Now I'm all in her shit, now like roman
Now tell me how many licks does it take to
Break her, put her to sleep and bout time now she wake up
I'm fresh of a flight from the heat to the lakers
And still on a high off these trees from jamaica
(Hook)
Ahh shit, ahh shit, ahh shit
Nigga feeling good, she did
Damn it I should, alright
Now I'm fin to blow, green lights
And this is gonna die
(Verse)
I just, I just, live in that projects
Now I'm in that penthouse, salute my progress
Respect that process, admire my guest
Fuck being modest, nigga admire my goddess
Cause she bad, that's obvious
She dick, that body is
Prolly is, hot as abu dhabi is
And it's going down like
Elevators to where the lobby is
Into 9 I'm on that brown like bobby is
It's my prerogative, I can show you how to live
Every little step you take,
I BS you just set the maze
My tender on it, the one and only
Fuck me 2 times, case the first one get lonely
Ahh shit, now we fucking talking
Oh yes we talking fucking, but what you suckers talking?
I keep buying rides, like I suck at walking
The models money talk, I said what you suckers talking ha?
(Hook)
Ahh shit, ahh shit, ahh shit
Nigga feeling good, she did
Damn it I should, alright
Now I'm fin to blow, green lights
And this is gonna blow
© 2024 Cloverlyrics.com