Текст песни John Cena - Zuri!

How many women could fit in the back of the?
I don't know but I'm bringing home with me at least
What they huh
Yuh yuh
Yuh yuh
I need like
I need like 16 uh

How many women could fit in the back of the coupe
I don't know but I'm bringing home with me at least two
What they do
Yeah they been sipping so you know that they feeling loose
And they fuck with a nigga because I only speak the truth
And they say when they hear it they love the sound
They be touching up on me when I'm around
And you know I'm so clean nigga wipe me down
And they call me a king so I need my crown
Cause my time is now like I'm John Cena
I'm in the function with my nina
I had to tell her I'll never need her
I can't wait till the day I cop me a beamer
Always been a dreamer

He said pour his liter
Like I'm one of the Hardy's I need a Lita
And they follow what I do cause I'm a leader
And I gave her a week trial like should I lease her, time up parking meter
Flow like butter
My nigga slide with that scissor no cutter
She know I hit different under the cover
I gave her good days now she is a lover
That's word to my mother
Don't give no rebuttal
She said we gon fight that mean she want me to fuck her
I can't blame her or the others
Dick her like I am her lover
Then leave her obsessed with my number
Slide in that big body Cadillac
And I play with her ass like it's patty whack
If she throwing it at me I'm grabbing that
If he acting like Cassie we Maddy that
I could tally that
Walk down with that mask
That nigga gon get blast
They send him back to the past
Cause he seeing daze, future past
I got a bag
Drip on my body I splurge yeah I be popping tags
Run up on that nigga with that fye
Tell that fuck nigga get back, blessed
Finna go splurge out at Louis
Might even go cop that new Gucci
Yeah I'm bout my cheese like Ratatouille
Perfectionist art like Vespucci
Nowadays I no longer hear "Who's he?"
Nowadays these girls acting so choosy
I sing to their heart like I'm Toosie
Yeah I give em a tune they go looney
Know boonie wan do me though
And you know she want me in her doonies though
And you know there's some truth in like every joke
Look at her bend it low that's a crazy slope woah
They ask "How you keep them hoes off you?" man barley that
She keep talking bout niggas, don't tell me that
If you throw me the lob Imma Terry that
Cause you niggas be jokes I Jim Carrey that
Imma bury that

How many women could fit in the back of the coupe
I don't know but I'm bringing home with me at least two
What they do
Yeah they been sipping so you know that they feeling loose
And they fuck with a nigga because I only speak the truth
And they say when they hear it they love the sound
They be touching up on me when I'm around
And you know I'm so clean nigga wipe me down
And they call me a king so I need my crown
Cause my time is now like I'm John Cena
I'm in the function with my nina
I had to tell her I'll never need her
I can't wait till the day I cop me a beamer
Always been a dreamer