Kid Cudi - PORSCHE TOPLESS paroles de chanson

paroles de chanson PORSCHE TOPLESS - Kid Cudi



(BNYX)
Pull up in my (nyoom, nyoom) Porsche topless (woo)
Cool as shit, he stuntin' (yeah)
Keep on lookin', mami (yeah)
Let me know you 'bout it (ooh)
Whoa, dippin' through blue skies, and the money doublin' (ah)
'Round the world, don't mean to brag, my man
Watch me celebratin' to a toast to the life
We love, we love tonight
And you see we got the glow, wait 'til the city
Get loud, get loud tonight
The G.O.A.T. (G.O.A.T.), they say this on approach
While I'm geeked, I can hardly speak
Thank 'em, take photo and as I lean
What could be next in my dream? Blessin' from God (God)
Serve 'em with that bomb
That's a taste, nigga, just gettin' on his job
While I'm floatin' loose, baby cute (cute)
She say she like the way I live my life
Hey, I will show you (tonight)
I walk among the clouds and all the stars, it's like a movie
I landed on the moon, she let me grab all on that booty (let's go)
Pull up in my (yeah), Porsche topless (drop it)
Cool as shit, he stuntin' (pull up)
Keep on lookin', mami (mwah)
Let me know you 'bout it (oh)
Whoa, dippin' through blue skies, and the money doublin' (ah)
'Round the world, don't mean to brag, my man
Watch me celebratin' to a toast to the life
We love, we love tonight
And you see we got the glow, wait 'til the city
Get loud, get loud tonight
Did you notice (tell 'em) that I'm the coldest? (Yah)
These women sayin' "Hi", blow a kiss, say "Hold this" (mwah)
The realer who I be, smokin' neon potent (realer)
Young nigga in his bag, my man, run it (run it)
Feelin' right, feelin' perfect, mm-hmm (yah)
Surfin', got my wave, cowabunga, ooh-wee (yeah)
Movin', I'm on ten, ain't no less, no way (yeah-yeah)
We party in my bedroom (uh)
Pull up in my (Maybach, Maybach) Porsche topless (hit me)
Cool as shit, he stuntin' (uh)
Keep on lookin', mami (nigga)
Let me know you 'bout it (uh)
Whoa, dippin' through blue skies (uh), and the money doublin' (uh)
'Round the world, don't mean to brag, my man
Watch me celebratin' to a toast to the life
We love, we love through the night
And you see we got the glow, wait 'til the city
Get loud, get loud (hey, yeah)
Pull up in my (hey, yeah), Porsche topless (hit 'em)
Cool as shit, he stuntin' (oh)
Keep on lookin', mami (do you?)
Let me know you 'bout it (yeah)
Whoa, dippin' through blue skies, and the money doublin' (really)
'Round the world, don't mean to brag, my man
Watch me celebratin' to a toast to the life
We love, we love tonight
And you see we got the glow, wait 'til the city
Get loud, get loud tonight



Writer(s): Jean Kouame, Scott Mescudi, Benjamin Saint Fort


Kid Cudi - PORSCHE TOPLESS
Album PORSCHE TOPLESS
date de sortie
02-06-2023




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