Rollin´ up in a fast car (Woah) She was like "Damn boy, you that raw" (Woah) Had enough, does it matter? (Yeah) I´m run it up like a track star (Dolla $ign, yeah)
Track star, fast car, NASCAR (Woo) Yeah, black car, Lambo, not a Jaguar (Woo) Hoo, hoo, hoo, zaza in a glass jar Different color bitches in my snection, this a snack bar Dolla $ign, yeah, JELEEL!, yeah Shorty what´s up? what´s the deal, yeah? Don´t tell me what I wanna hear, baby, tell me the real, yeah First time I let her be sucking this shit she let me drill, yeah (Yeah)
Bop, bop, bop, bop, bow, bow, bow That pussy impressed with these drugs Ass is up, I nut on her face, it look like Ranch dressin´ I got a girl, she keep asking questions Dolla don´t fuck with police or detectives Gotta keep a smithen on me for protection I´m in the Lambo, lil´ bitch, not a Lexus, woah
Yeah, Rollin´ up in a fast car (Woah) She was like "Damn boy, you that raw" (Woah) Had enough, does it matter? (Yeah) I´m run it up like a track star
Rollin´, I´m goin´, I´m goin´, I´m goin´ I´m showin´ my *´s is with it (No)
Hop out the whip, like a star She say my drip is too hard (Go) The money is comin´, the honies, they runnin She tellin´ me I am the fittest (No) She tellin´ me, "Baby, I really do love you" My baby, I know, and I get it (Go) Go and get your hoe, she be choosin´ (Go) I be in my mode, always movin´ (Go) Too damn live in the crew, man (Go) Too damn high, we the movement
Yeah, Rollin´ up in a fast car (Woah) She was like "Damn boy, you that raw" (Woah) Had enough, does it matter? (Yeah) I´m run it up like a track star Yeah, Rollin´ up in a fast car (Woah) She was like "Damn boy, you that raw" (Woah)
Had enough, does it matter? (Yeah) I´m run it up like a track star
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