Freeway
Workout
Jim rap, I am that, fat boy, I've been thatNew toys, I'm in thatYou want her butt I'm hitting thatI'm speaking that down to the white meatMight be, somebody's wifey,Pardon me, it must be the Ferrari, horse on the car key thatgot herAll anxious to slide me, I beIn the sky where the calls be,I be, in the ocean where the fish be, it's meBitter wonder I'm the rap [?] I got a belly and a big beardTrap now, I lift the goldBicycle, let's get physicalYeh I like to show, cause my wrist is glowAnd we get the most dough, by the end of discoLet's get physical, yeahYeah, work it out, work it outPick it up, drop it low, poke it outGet that booty right, don't stop girlYou know next where you going outShowing out, tone it outDo it for yourself if no one elseTry to trust, try to beltShit look good with your hair and nailsLetras de cancionesGod damn, I love her body, I need her body on top of my bodyShe says she in school she don't date nobodyNever took no cuch, never raped nobodyShe doing Pilate, she tae boe and [?] and she got herbalanceRight like she tight [?] inNo stress, success, james bond number 9, right potionTrap now, I lift the goldBicycle, let's get physicalYeh I like to show, cause my wrist is glowAnd we get the most dough, by the end of discoLet's get physical, yeah.
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