For real
Oh yeah
You know you you know
Foreal, For real, For real
Yea
Yea
Yea
Yea
Yea
I speed off in the coupe
Mercedes
Lil shawty on me too
She craving
Her friends wanna come toooo
They waiting
Please wrap me in blueee
No jay z
Spending money on designer clothes
Never had to fight w my hoes
Top shelf dope shipped to her home
I'm in my prime Steve Nash in 04
Always had a money mission
Got 20/20 louis v vision
Keep a smithon west in my britches
Keep 100 bad hoes in my mentions
Spent a iPhone 10 on my dinner
And I shot my shit like Jimmer
Wanna take it wanna make it but won't
You fake it you fake it in your song
Ain't got no heart for these lil bitty hoes
Oh no
I could never turn my back then get mad at
When you leave
I could never smash a bitch that think she got more over me
Jacuzzi wrapped my neck got me dippin in some heat
6 to 10 bad bitches in the lobby wait on me
Waiting on me
Waiting on me
Waiting on me
All this blue cheese got me shittin on y'all head
I can't cheat myself on all these k's like Tristan
Nah
Yea I kno it killed them niggas when i went and did it and pulled out the hell cat
I got some shooters that's with me, they snipin like JR, I promise they'll drill that
I came from the gutta, my nigga I kno how it is to sleep on flo mats
She jus want me to f*ck her buy Chanel and put her in gucci durags
So ima go f*ck her and buy her Chanel and put her in her Gucci durags
I strapped w my glizzy, it's 4 in the morning
U niggas can call me, ring, ring
I run w the green i run w the pack I feel like KG
Not even 21
But I'm in the club tryna find you
But I'm in the club tryna find you
Lil shawdy so nasty whenever she suck on the dick she jus swallow and hiccup
And I think she in love cause she asked me if I knew her name
I said I don't remember
I don't layup wit bitches
I tell em to slide to Telly and slay her wit timber
She gone do what I tell her she think she done found her a bag but she gone when I'm finished
These niggas is suckas
I swear i don't love her
I pick and i choose the other
Louie v print da cover
Basting the turkey I stuff her
I speed off in the coupe
Mercedes
Lil shawty on me too
She craving
Her friends wanna come toooo
They waiting
Please wrap me in blueee
No jay z
Lil Chase - Mercedes (feat. Grae) Lyrics
Lil Chase - Mercedes (feat. Grae) Lyrics
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For real
Oh yeah
You know you you know
Foreal, For real, For real
Yea
Yea
Yea
Yea
Yea
I speed off in the coupe
Mercedes
Lil shawty on me too
She craving
Her friends wanna come toooo
They waiting
Please wrap me in blueee
No jay z
Spending money on designer clothes
Never had to fight w my hoes
Top shelf dope shipped to her home
I'm in my prime Steve Nash in 04
Always had a money mission
Got 20/20 louis v vision
Keep a smithon west in my britches
Keep 100 bad hoes in my mentions
Spent a iPhone 10 on my dinner
And I shot my shit like Jimmer
Wanna take it wanna make it but won't
You fake it you fake it in your song
Ain't got no heart for these lil bitty hoes
Oh no
I could never turn my back then get mad at
When you leave
I could never smash a bitch that think she got more over me
Jacuzzi wrapped my neck got me dippin in some heat
6 to 10 bad bitches in the lobby wait on me
Waiting on me
Waiting on me
Waiting on me
All this blue cheese got me shittin on y'all head
I can't cheat myself on all these k's like Tristan
Nah
Yea I kno it killed them niggas when i went and did it and pulled out the hell cat
I got some shooters that's with me, they snipin like JR, I promise they'll drill that
I came from the gutta, my nigga I kno how it is to sleep on flo mats
She jus want me to f*ck her buy Chanel and put her in gucci durags
So ima go f*ck her and buy her Chanel and put her in her Gucci durags
I strapped w my glizzy, it's 4 in the morning
U niggas can call me, ring, ring
I run w the green i run w the pack I feel like KG
Not even 21
But I'm in the club tryna find you
But I'm in the club tryna find you
Lil shawdy so nasty whenever she suck on the dick she jus swallow and hiccup
And I think she in love cause she asked me if I knew her name
I said I don't remember
I don't layup wit bitches
I tell em to slide to Telly and slay her wit timber
She gone do what I tell her she think she done found her a bag but she gone when I'm finished
These niggas is suckas
I swear i don't love her
I pick and i choose the other
Louie v print da cover
Basting the turkey I stuff her
I speed off in the coupe
Mercedes
Lil shawty on me too
She craving
Her friends wanna come toooo
They waiting
Please wrap me in blueee
No jay z
Oh yeah
You know you you know
Foreal, For real, For real
Yea
Yea
Yea
Yea
Yea
I speed off in the coupe
Mercedes
Lil shawty on me too
She craving
Her friends wanna come toooo
They waiting
Please wrap me in blueee
No jay z
Spending money on designer clothes
Never had to fight w my hoes
Top shelf dope shipped to her home
I'm in my prime Steve Nash in 04
Always had a money mission
Got 20/20 louis v vision
Keep a smithon west in my britches
Keep 100 bad hoes in my mentions
Spent a iPhone 10 on my dinner
And I shot my shit like Jimmer
Wanna take it wanna make it but won't
You fake it you fake it in your song
Ain't got no heart for these lil bitty hoes
Oh no
I could never turn my back then get mad at
When you leave
I could never smash a bitch that think she got more over me
Jacuzzi wrapped my neck got me dippin in some heat
6 to 10 bad bitches in the lobby wait on me
Waiting on me
Waiting on me
Waiting on me
All this blue cheese got me shittin on y'all head
I can't cheat myself on all these k's like Tristan
Nah
Yea I kno it killed them niggas when i went and did it and pulled out the hell cat
I got some shooters that's with me, they snipin like JR, I promise they'll drill that
I came from the gutta, my nigga I kno how it is to sleep on flo mats
She jus want me to f*ck her buy Chanel and put her in gucci durags
So ima go f*ck her and buy her Chanel and put her in her Gucci durags
I strapped w my glizzy, it's 4 in the morning
U niggas can call me, ring, ring
I run w the green i run w the pack I feel like KG
Not even 21
But I'm in the club tryna find you
But I'm in the club tryna find you
Lil shawdy so nasty whenever she suck on the dick she jus swallow and hiccup
And I think she in love cause she asked me if I knew her name
I said I don't remember
I don't layup wit bitches
I tell em to slide to Telly and slay her wit timber
She gone do what I tell her she think she done found her a bag but she gone when I'm finished
These niggas is suckas
I swear i don't love her
I pick and i choose the other
Louie v print da cover
Basting the turkey I stuff her
I speed off in the coupe
Mercedes
Lil shawty on me too
She craving
Her friends wanna come toooo
They waiting
Please wrap me in blueee
No jay z
Writer: Chase Thomas
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid