Keke Palmer歌詞
Catch it up, catch it up, lets get it! (Huh? Huh?)
I know she gon let me hit it
I do it later on, because you know I gotta get it
Blue book on me, yeah its written
Dont mind me Im just making these decisions
I walk in the rolls, with my llama
You dont want nothing nigga, so proceed to drama
Wrist looking colder than the Yonkers
Black thang sliding in the car call up Keke Palmer
I walk up in the spot fresher than a damn Islamic
Its a bird, its a plane, nah nigga its a comet
Uhh-Uhh -Uhh-Uhh Im slidin in that vomit
Smoking on this strong pack feelin real atomic
Pass the blue thang my nickname is Sonic
I just left Saks now Im pulling up to Sonic
Tryna get on forbes cause they label me a convict
Slide the gear over you wont see a nigga comin
Cause Tadoe we on shit and we seeing how you bummin
Ion fuck with you boa you seeing how Im turnin
Cops on the side and they seeing how Im burning
This bitch fast yeah they seeing how Im lunging
I know she gon let me hit it
I do it later on, because you know I gotta get it
Blue book on me, yeah its written
Dont mind me Im just making these decisions
I walk in the rolls, with my llama
You dont want nothing nigga, so proceed to drama
Wrist looking colder than the Yonkers
Black thang sliding in the car call up Keke Palmer
200, so the cops pulled us over
Ion know if Im high or Im sober
Twin stickies, but this not Minnesota
Actin a ass got the car bending over
Shawty send me roses and lotuses
Please dont get them lame boys involved with this
Hopped on yo shit and kill it, like 'who song is this?'
All up in my DM, man 'who mom is this?'
Walk up in yo spot, you know we running it (mmhmm, mhmm)
Sack you in our touchdown, we loading it
Ice on, dont know no nigga cold as this (sosa, blick! blick!)
I wont miss the shot, I dont need no assist
I know she gon let me hit it
I do it later on, because you know I gotta get it
Blue book on me, yeah its written
Dont mind me Im just making these decisions
I walk in the rolls, with my llama
You dont want nothing nigga, so proceed to drama
Wrist looking colder than the Yonkers
Black thang sliding in the car call up Keke Palmer
I know she gon let me hit it
I do it later on, because you know I gotta get it
Blue book on me, yeah its written
Dont mind me Im just making these decisions
I walk in the rolls, with my llama
You dont want nothing nigga, so proceed to drama
Wrist looking colder than the Yonkers
Black thang sliding in the car call up Keke Palmer
I walk up in the spot fresher than a damn Islamic
Its a bird, its a plane, nah nigga its a comet
Uhh-Uhh -Uhh-Uhh Im slidin in that vomit
Smoking on this strong pack feelin real atomic
Pass the blue thang my nickname is Sonic
I just left Saks now Im pulling up to Sonic
Tryna get on forbes cause they label me a convict
Slide the gear over you wont see a nigga comin
Cause Tadoe we on shit and we seeing how you bummin
Ion fuck with you boa you seeing how Im turnin
Cops on the side and they seeing how Im burning
This bitch fast yeah they seeing how Im lunging
I know she gon let me hit it
I do it later on, because you know I gotta get it
Blue book on me, yeah its written
Dont mind me Im just making these decisions
I walk in the rolls, with my llama
You dont want nothing nigga, so proceed to drama
Wrist looking colder than the Yonkers
Black thang sliding in the car call up Keke Palmer
200, so the cops pulled us over
Ion know if Im high or Im sober
Twin stickies, but this not Minnesota
Actin a ass got the car bending over
Shawty send me roses and lotuses
Please dont get them lame boys involved with this
Hopped on yo shit and kill it, like 'who song is this?'
All up in my DM, man 'who mom is this?'
Walk up in yo spot, you know we running it (mmhmm, mhmm)
Sack you in our touchdown, we loading it
Ice on, dont know no nigga cold as this (sosa, blick! blick!)
I wont miss the shot, I dont need no assist
I know she gon let me hit it
I do it later on, because you know I gotta get it
Blue book on me, yeah its written
Dont mind me Im just making these decisions
I walk in the rolls, with my llama
You dont want nothing nigga, so proceed to drama
Wrist looking colder than the Yonkers
Black thang sliding in the car call up Keke Palmer
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