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Yeah, Yeah, nighttime Nighttime ridin', I could feel the breeze My right hand man wippin' shorties in the back seat Tell me, what else do I need? Feel like I manifest everything I see Lately, I been on a roll on the low Been a broken record with like 4 cho's in a row Always end up saying shit like: ''Go with the flow'' Swear I'm turning me into a man, I don't even know But these Hoe's will be hoe's Seen it first hand Now I only run the give-n-go I'm the worst, man I be over shit quick, I just hit the red button then I get lit Don't keep in touch, keep the distance I just hit the red button and I get lit On my level check the dipstick, I be on my level on my level when I get lit Yeah, get a grip, grip the booty and grip the road, grip, grip Yeah, get a grip, look at what I go through, it's a trip Oh yeah, get a grip, grip the booty and I grip the road, yeah Ohh, Grip, look at where this shit been taking me, it's a trip man Talking to my dogs about the future I been feeling confident as hell, we won't have it how we Letras de cancionesWe won't have it how we use' to I been leading by example, I been really transcending In between, a new beginning and a happy ending I don't want this shit to change any of us ''Last of the real ones'' There ain't many of us I remember thinking different every time they said they love us (love us) Now they really love us, the women undercover every time they under covers All these girls snitchin' on each other, they the coldest They trynna turn my new girl into my old bitch (Old bitch) That shit is un-becoming I tend to find it if they always down, then they up to somethin' They double O's, like it's nothin', nothin' I kick em' out the double doors, then I hit the button Yeah, get a grip, grip the booty and grip the road, grip, grip Yeah, get a grip, look at' what I go through, it's a trip Oh yeah, get a grip, grip the booty and I grip the road, yeah Ohh, Grip, look at where this shit been taking me, it's a trip man Maybe I'm just too selective Maybe I'm afraid of gettin' rejected Maybe I'm just lookin' for perfection Maybe I just don't put in the effort People are petty these days, men ain't ready these days Women hoeing, but they want a man that's steady these days Maybe I'm too set in my ways, I don't know Maybe you don't love me, it's just something you say That's why I grip the road Yeah, get a grip, grip the booty and grip the road, grip, grip Yeah, get a grip, look at what I go through, it's a trip Oh yeah, get a grip, grip the booty and I grip the road, yeah Ohh, Grip, look at where this shit been taking me, it's a trip man From Letras Mania