This reminds me of my yayo days
White as mayonnaise
Now run that back, step that back
Run that back and retract
Pack it up and flip it up like an acrobatic
Serving up all my feens and my crackatics
Baptize a brick and it's born again like Christian
AKA Kingpin, but I've been cooking up in Hell's Kitchen
It's just the flip of the wrist, baby
Can't be scared when you takin' risks, baby
We been old school like burning disks, baby
'Cause 12 will do anything to get us, stop and frisks, baby
This that king Push flow
If you know you know
Keep calling me jack
But, I ain't no average joe
I might take what I got and cop a lambo
Now lil mama wanna hop in
Well, vamonos
Let's go
Now that got me thinking
Wait, what was I thinking?
Nevermind, I got it
If I take the top off
She might take her top off
If she take her top off
Then things are gonna pop off
If things do pops off, I might let her shop off
Gucci and Birkin tags is what she tryna pop off
Times up, baby, I got another drop off
Drop off
What you 'bout to drop off
The same thing that make Bobby brown wanna pop off
What you wanna do, baby
Hop on or hop off
Marcelle Elmore - Cross Country Lyrics
Marcelle Elmore - Cross Country Lyrics
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This reminds me of my yayo days
White as mayonnaise
Now run that back, step that back
Run that back and retract
Pack it up and flip it up like an acrobatic
Serving up all my feens and my crackatics
Baptize a brick and it's born again like Christian
AKA Kingpin, but I've been cooking up in Hell's Kitchen
It's just the flip of the wrist, baby
Can't be scared when you takin' risks, baby
We been old school like burning disks, baby
'Cause 12 will do anything to get us, stop and frisks, baby
This that king Push flow
If you know you know
Keep calling me jack
But, I ain't no average joe
I might take what I got and cop a lambo
Now lil mama wanna hop in
Well, vamonos
Let's go
Now that got me thinking
Wait, what was I thinking?
Nevermind, I got it
If I take the top off
She might take her top off
If she take her top off
Then things are gonna pop off
If things do pops off, I might let her shop off
Gucci and Birkin tags is what she tryna pop off
Times up, baby, I got another drop off
Drop off
What you 'bout to drop off
The same thing that make Bobby brown wanna pop off
What you wanna do, baby
Hop on or hop off
White as mayonnaise
Now run that back, step that back
Run that back and retract
Pack it up and flip it up like an acrobatic
Serving up all my feens and my crackatics
Baptize a brick and it's born again like Christian
AKA Kingpin, but I've been cooking up in Hell's Kitchen
It's just the flip of the wrist, baby
Can't be scared when you takin' risks, baby
We been old school like burning disks, baby
'Cause 12 will do anything to get us, stop and frisks, baby
This that king Push flow
If you know you know
Keep calling me jack
But, I ain't no average joe
I might take what I got and cop a lambo
Now lil mama wanna hop in
Well, vamonos
Let's go
Now that got me thinking
Wait, what was I thinking?
Nevermind, I got it
If I take the top off
She might take her top off
If she take her top off
Then things are gonna pop off
If things do pops off, I might let her shop off
Gucci and Birkin tags is what she tryna pop off
Times up, baby, I got another drop off
Drop off
What you 'bout to drop off
The same thing that make Bobby brown wanna pop off
What you wanna do, baby
Hop on or hop off
Writer: Marcelle Elmore
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