Lil' Wyte - My Cutlass paroles de chanson

paroles de chanson My Cutlass - Lil' Wyte



2 door cut with the flop on the paint
Looking like a bag of skittles that will make you want to fant
Eyes cocked ass drop when I pulled up on the set
People scard to tuch my car like they might fall and it get wet
I can't keep my whip in sun for too long cuz it might melt like a pack of starburst on a summer day sitting on the shelf
I got to her out
Get her high
Take her out for a ride
Hopefully tonight I won't commit vihicular homicide
My cutless is clean as a fuckin whistle
Paul, and jucy both told me I better pack pistols
Pistols plural more than one for those who do not know
I gon let these bitches rip the bay and try to take my hoe
(Chorus2x's)
2 door cut with with the flop like(ridein down the street smokin weed getting high)
2 door cut with with the flop like(woooooooooooo man that fool clean)
Cheech and cong with the smokas and dice on mirria
2007 caddilak space age interia
4 pionerrs 4 ways across the back dash
4 12's when I come thru Ima break glass
And thats just the begening
I'aint got into the engine
Fuckin with gray sturin wheel I'm gripin white pearlrl pimpin
Hands on italian lether just as icey as my soljas
Pictured on the white purl gas pedal belive I told ya
And aint doja on me when I ride make me a blunt
Aint tryin to be nobodys police when I creep the cut
They got enough on me already they don't need my car
If they want me so bad they can find me standin in my yard
(Chorus2x's)
It time to talk about the muscle in this perfect creation
Brand new chevy block and it's cromed out and a block conberation
A set of double hard heads shift kit and a kaft
Blown out with a pair of dogs hanging out the ass
Brains gone and my hair blowin doin a buck 4
Whoa hoe if you in the road
Better move yo ass
Out the path fast
Before yo ass have to feel
20 inch spinners and 22 hundred pounds of steel
I'm a good driver but can get reckless on purple leana
Pedal to the medal might hit ya and never even seen ya
Take my word I put 15 G's into these souls
I'm gon flick this bitch and figure out how to drop off 20 more
(Chorus4x's)



Writer(s): Jordan Houston, Paul D. Beauregard, Patrick Lanshaw, Paul Duane Beauregard


Lil' Wyte - Phinally Phamous




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