- Charlie Heat Dirty Taurus (Remix) 歌詞
- Charlie Heat
- Aye
Gih
Yah
Aye
I used to whip a dirty Taurus
It said wash me on the back (woah woah woah woah yeah)
We used to whip a dirty Taurus
Whip a, whip a dirty Taurus
It said wash me on the back
Aye
(GOOD-GOOD-GOOD-GOOD-WORK CHARLIE)
We used to whip a dirty Taurus, it said wash me on the back
Now I hop up on the plane and take it to L.A. and back
I just be vibin with the team cause I know they got my back
Im just vibin with the team cause I know they got my back
They be like 'Ant Beale, all he do is pop ****'
Seen him out in Cali he was chillin with a pop b*tch
Then I turned around and seen him drivin in his mom whip
They all love to talk about the kid cause they dont got ****
They aint never seen ****
Less they seen me out in Calabasas with a scene b*tch
Smelling like some Dolce & Gabbana mixed with lean sip
And a little green ****
F*ck that s*it they talk about cause it dont ever mean *** *
Its like the moral of the story is I grow and get bigger
We got the Goose and lemonade tonight cause he bought the liquor
Ya WCW just followed my Twitter
And I know you really like her so Im tryna get with her
I need them VVS on my ring too
I need a singing b*tch I can sing to
I need someone to ask me why I get so high
Need to try and shake it when I ride by
You know the hate is the new love
They get close to us just to use us
But Ima keep turnin up too much
F*ck the club up so bad they wanna sue us
We used to whip a dirty Taurus (Aye)
It said wash me on the back (Yeah)
Now I hop up on the plane and take it to L.A. and back
I just be vibin with the team
Cause I know they got my back (woah woah woah woah aye)
Im just vibin with the team
Cause I know they got my back
We used to whip a dirty Taurus
It said wash me on the back (Aye)
Now I hop up on the plane
And take it to L.A. and back
I just be vibin with the team
Cause I know they got my back
Im just vibin with the team
Cause I know they got my back (Aye)
Whippin a Taurus
That **** was just Louie
I used to wear Forces
Up at ten thirty, b*tches want a Birken
Shawty tryna run it up, she twerkin
Cant talk on the phone with the plug cause they heard it
I hit a jugg, I had to hustle, got it out the mud
They said I wouldnt do it
Look at the Rollie, the diamonds go stupid
Birds take a bath, Ima do the dash
Aint cuffin the ***** cause she bad
Straight to the kitchen, I do the math
Ima slap her on her ass
This a Rari, not a Jag
Goyard, not Lacoste
Real boss take a loss
She just boujie, cut her off
Drop the top and get lost
They got evil intentions, I could see right through it
I wont need me no pension, ***** I get right to it
Bet they wanted me dead, once the kid got ahead
I could ride in they bed
And grab they b*tch by the head, woah
Im the boy she told you not to worry bout
She told you she was going toher auntie house
She called the Uber back to the studio
We made a movie woah
You have 937 messages
I need them VVS on my ring too
I need a singing b*tch I can sing to
I need someone to ask me why I get so high
Need to try and shake it when I ride by
You know the hate is the new love
They get close to us just to use us
But Ima keep turnin up too much
F*ck the club up so bad they try to sue us
On the f*ck you phone man, hold on
Brrt, hold on, woah
Damn, quit callin me stupid ass lil girl
You know what Im sayin, on my ringtone
Ice on my pinky too
Gang ****
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