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Six Speed Lyrics - Artist : Pouya
Hey
I'm back in a cycle Feel like a psycho Feel like I'm Michael yuh Don't look at my bread Don't look at my whip Take a look at my fico yuh I'm pacing and thankin' of robbin' of a bank With da homies I hang with These hoes wanna make it da bank or Da banquet Come hang with da gang get shady Drunk drive in a Mercedes 45 on da hip daily Screamin' out fuck you pay me I ain't patient I gotta OCD Feel like I'm not controlling me Still them hoes gon fall for me Pussy that they offer me Is often not to luxury But lemme see what dat lick read Triple digits in the 6 speed Think I fall in love when that bitch hit me I might fuck around and buss her down And buy a Bentley for that Bitch while you was fuckin with dem lames I made my baby momma rich yuh Baby play with my dick not my emotions Shed so many tears I think that I can fill an ocean We was coasting now we roller coasting Look inside my eyes and feel the pain that you put on me I just pray to peep that you don't leave me lonely Thousand bitches but they can't do nothing for me You my one and only, I know you need some company So come on over, do you love me? Do you love exposure? |
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