paroles de chanson On The Road Again - Corey Patrick

She yours because I sent her packing
Like I'm in Saks Fifth
Because I'm taxing
Vintage Gucci bag what I stuff my racks in
Running up a check
Do it with a passion
Build a mansion
It's in fashion
Niggas sleeping I ain't crashing
Ima sleep em then I'm dashing
How it goes back on the road again

Cashing out on these foreign whips
Know she cannot ignore the chips
You get sonned like a Florida kid
Regular shit just bore the kid
Louis on me I board the jet
18 how you afford the jet
Forbes and shit and you forcing it
Other side that's unfortunate
I be all on my Corey shit
You always on some corny shit
Dripping on em I'm pouring shit
She hit me when she horny quick
Money on me I'm cash friendly
Stop a nigga he flat stanley
Bitch I'm back like I'm Nas, Belly
Reaper by me like I'm Billy
Yeah
I got money now I don't run from the cops anymore
Yeah
I got 20 pounds in the duffel
My opp on the floor
Yeah
These niggas keep talking
Ain't working with muscle
I'm staying healthy
I'm selling these Brussels
I put the bricks back together like puzzles

She yours because I sent her packing
Like I'm in Saks Fifth
Because I'm taxing
Vintage Gucci bag what I stuff my racks in
Running up a check
Do it with a passion
Build a mansion
It's in fashion
Niggas sleeping I ain't crashing
Ima sleep em then I'm dashing
How it goes back on the road again
She yours because I sent her packing
Like I'm in Saks Fifth
Because I'm taxing
Vintage Gucci bag what I stuff my racks in
Running up a check
Do it with a passion
Build a mansion
It's in fashion
Niggas sleeping I ain't crashing
Ima sleep em then I'm dashing
How it goes back on the road again