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Correct Walk Thru Lyrics
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[Chorus] Ayy, sauce on my drip when I walk through I gotta dip when I'm on too long She broke my heart but it make cool songs I caught a flight, I been gone too long True Religion on me, level up my soul Hit my dog for the roof, held me down too, oh I paid it back to my kinfolk I hope her love didn't go too slow Like J from the P with the slatt slatt slatt Up with the chop, hit the rat-tat-tat Like demolition on me, pedal up like that When it count, when it count, when it sound like that, yeah Roar when I drive like that 'Cause my car it got a demon on the side like that Hit one-ninety-seven on the drag like that And she like how I flex with my cash like that, yeah [Verse 1] Slow up the motion, mix the Red Bull with the Henny, the potion Double shot in, now it feel like I'm floatin' In LA, the penthouse chillin', I'm cozy, yeah, ayy She actin' nosy, blasian baddie out the city of Oakland Took a flight to come and visit the Trojan Fell in love and now it's power she holdin' Get on my knees and asked the lord to save me I hope it kills my demons when I pray I hope you checkin' on me, am I crazy? These are the thoughts I'm havin' every day Numbin' my brain and hoppin' the Mercedes This a temporary mental break I always thought that love would never faze me Clearly I'm wrong, I'll feel this every day Love all my boys 'cause I wanna be Diddy Fell in love with this motherfuckin' city LA crazy but this shit is pretty But be careful, this shit can get gritty I'm a soldier, I ride with the semi I been screamin' my pain, can you feel me? Run it up, I just start to feel dizzy Bangin' hard on the glass come and get me, yeah yeah [Chorus] Ayy, sauce on my drip when I walk through I gotta dip when I'm on too long She broke my heart but it make cool songs I caught a flight, I been gone too long True Religion on me, level up my soul Hit my dog for the roof, held me down too, oh I paid it back to my kinfolk I hope her love didn't go too slow Like J from the P with the slatt slatt slatt Up with the chop, hit the rat-tat-tat Like demolition on me, pedal up like that When it count, when it count, when it sound like that, yeah Roar when I drive like that 'Cause my car it got a demon on the side like that Hit one-ninety-seven on the drive like that And she like how I flex with my cash like that, yeah [Verse 2] Bro the pussy hatin' ass niggas, dare you run but these niggas still talkin' down I count my fetty, diamonds on me pretty, really what these niggas be talkin' 'bout Talkin' out your ass, you a night time pussy 'Cause we never caught you in the night time girl, hey Hide your rubber band with my night time girl, huh He say he a fan, tryna style my looks Look what it cost bitch I'm too saucy, I'm too flawless He so lucky to get all this Purple dragon is that flaw shit, yeah Go hit the mall bitch Buy it all 'cause I need all this Life stay movin', you can't pause it Live the moment, that's some boss shit Live the moment, that's some boss shit I can't work without a cost bitch On they ass, could lose it all bitch I'm just hoping I don't fall bitch God spoke to me, that's a cheat code Now I'm ballin' out in beast mode Now I never miss a free throw Now I never work for free ho, yeah, yeah Fifteen hundred dollars for a walk through, need that shit all today, yeah In the strip club throwin' house rent, watchin' it fall away, yeah Flex when I walk bitch I roll diamonds on me, ain't no faucet Super plugged and my collar Rick Ross bitch You was sleepin' on me, you exhausted, yeah, yeah [Chorus] Ayy, sauce on my drip when I walk through I gotta dip when I'm on too long She broke my heart but it make cool songs I caught a flight, I been gone too long True Religion on me, level up my soul Hit my dog for the roof, held me down too, oh I paid it back to my kinfolk I hope her love didn't go too slow Like J from the P with the slatt slatt slatt Up with the chop, hit the rat-tat-tat Like demolition on me, pedal up like that When it count, when it count, when it sound like that, yeah Roar when I drive like that 'Cause my car it got a demon on the side like that Hit one-ninety-seven on the drive like that And she like how I flex with my cash like that
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