paroles de chanson Bluu Porsche (feat. Butta Baby) - Curt

Bluu brand new Porsche
Two hand the torch
Hop out and flex
Do that in sport
Cuz baby you know I'm a road runner
New marbled floors
Just a robe on her
She know I won't fold never told on her
That why she never got clothes on her
I like that booty with stretch marks
Shape of that booty the best heart
She said she got mount me like yeah yeah
I never cared about a head start
Ass to the south and her head north
Then she flip it for me
Just like income taxes get the biggest portion
Let her whip the horses
She my bust it baby
She my Memphis shorty
Help me out when I'm down in the weeds
Break it down never found any seeds
She like cajun Jamaican me please
But she blasian like brown Japanese
Kaepernick how I'm down on one knee
Ain't no proposals
I'mma still hold that ass down I'm supposed to
On social media
But I find it so hard to be social
Bluu brand new Porsche
Two hand the torch
Hop out and flex
Do that in sport
Cuz baby you know I'm a road runner
New marbled floors
Just a robe on her
She know I won't fold never told on her
That why she never got clothes on her
I'm the one with the cheese
Set a trap for a rat
Phone ringing I'm the one with the pack
Cap about my money
Put holes in your cap
I'm a baller for real
I ran off with the sack
Gymnastics my pack stay flipping
Play with my money
I'mma to have a conniption
I got more hoes than Donner and Blitzen
If I entertain her
That bitch is a vixen
State to state I'm a road runner
With that bomb in the pack
Like I'm Wiley Coyote
I'mma ball call me modern Ginobili
I want bread I want cheese macaroni
My bitches real
Your hoes phony bologna
My pockets fat
That boy broke and he boney
Keep that choppa for that beef
And cut up pepperoni
He thank that I'm slipping
I'm keeping it on me
Bluu brand new Porsche
Two hand the torch
Hop out and flex
Do that in sport
Cuz baby you know I'm a road runner
New marbled floors
Just a robe on her
She know I won't fold never told on her
That why she never got clothes on her
Bluu brand new Porsche
Two hand the torch
Hop out and flex
Do that in sport
Cuz baby you know I'm a road runner
New marbled floors
Just a robe on her
She know I won't fold never told on her
That why she never got clothes on her