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Red Light Video (MV)




Performed By: Chubbs The Matador
Language: English
Length: 2:06
Written by: Jonathan Rodriguez




Chubbs The Matador - Red Light Lyrics




Hit the red light
Whip full of bitches rubber neckin'
Rollin' by wit the kickers fully maxed out (Fully maxed out)
Ride clean my whip got tens kick bass
No lie sub woofer knock ya lights out (Knock ya lights out)

I be cruising through the town
Riding round in the black coupe
Ride in my coupe
Ridin' round In my coupe
Slide in my coupe top down achoo
Callin' me to swoop no baby not you

I ain't in the mood for your damn top boo
Talkin' all swoon ion f*ck wit you
Slide in my coupe top down achoo
Callin' me to swoop
No baby not you

What's up with the addy
Tryna cool it with my fellows
Pull up to the party
All the bitches sayin' hello
Shorty got booty
Ass jiggle like jello
Sippin' on modelo
Need like four to keep it mellow
I was finna dip
Some motherf*ckers actin ghetto
Talk a lot of shit
I knock em out Just like canelo
I got big dinero ball like Melo
Call me that motherf*ckin' big bank fellow
Ayy

Gold chain 24 k
Back in the day
Steady workin' 9 to 5 tryna get my pay
Ayy

If it wasn't for these dollars
I would tell another story
Lotta' rubbers on me
Gotta keep an inventory
Ion hit it raw
Cause i ain't ending up on Maury
I shouldn't have to say it cause it's self explanatory

Hit the red light
Whip full of bitches rubber neckin'
Rollin' by wit the kickers fully maxed out (fully maxed out)
Ride clean my whip got tens kick bass
No lie sub woofer knock ya lights out (knock ya lights out)

Ayy
Keepin' it 100 one on one these bitches boring
Tryna hold a convo but the blizzy got me snoring
Maybe it's the high tec
All the lean that I been pourin'
Feeling like a king when she suck me til the morning
She was tryna cling had to hit her with the warning
We was just a fling
Baby we can't be a damn thing

She gone daydream
Bout my stick up in her coochie
Got her lips feelin' droopy
Ah damn
Ah damn
Ah damn leave her juicy

Hit the red light
Whip full of bitches rubber neckin'
Rollin' by wit the kickers fully maxed out (Fully maxed out)
Ride clean my whip got tens kick bass
No lie sub woofer knock ya lights out (Knock ya lights out)
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Hit the red light
Whip full of bitches rubber neckin'
Rollin' by wit the kickers fully maxed out (Fully maxed out)
Ride clean my whip got tens kick bass
No lie sub woofer knock ya lights out (Knock ya lights out)

I be cruising through the town
Riding round in the black coupe
Ride in my coupe
Ridin' round In my coupe
Slide in my coupe top down achoo
Callin' me to swoop no baby not you

I ain't in the mood for your damn top boo
Talkin' all swoon ion f*ck wit you
Slide in my coupe top down achoo
Callin' me to swoop
No baby not you

What's up with the addy
Tryna cool it with my fellows
Pull up to the party
All the bitches sayin' hello
Shorty got booty
Ass jiggle like jello
Sippin' on modelo
Need like four to keep it mellow
I was finna dip
Some motherf*ckers actin ghetto
Talk a lot of shit
I knock em out Just like canelo
I got big dinero ball like Melo
Call me that motherf*ckin' big bank fellow
Ayy

Gold chain 24 k
Back in the day
Steady workin' 9 to 5 tryna get my pay
Ayy

If it wasn't for these dollars
I would tell another story
Lotta' rubbers on me
Gotta keep an inventory
Ion hit it raw
Cause i ain't ending up on Maury
I shouldn't have to say it cause it's self explanatory

Hit the red light
Whip full of bitches rubber neckin'
Rollin' by wit the kickers fully maxed out (fully maxed out)
Ride clean my whip got tens kick bass
No lie sub woofer knock ya lights out (knock ya lights out)

Ayy
Keepin' it 100 one on one these bitches boring
Tryna hold a convo but the blizzy got me snoring
Maybe it's the high tec
All the lean that I been pourin'
Feeling like a king when she suck me til the morning
She was tryna cling had to hit her with the warning
We was just a fling
Baby we can't be a damn thing

She gone daydream
Bout my stick up in her coochie
Got her lips feelin' droopy
Ah damn
Ah damn
Ah damn leave her juicy

Hit the red light
Whip full of bitches rubber neckin'
Rollin' by wit the kickers fully maxed out (Fully maxed out)
Ride clean my whip got tens kick bass
No lie sub woofer knock ya lights out (Knock ya lights out)
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Writer: Jonathan Rodriguez
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