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Catch up, lets get it! (Huh? Huh?) I know she gon' let me hit it I do it later on, because you know I gotta get it Blue book on me, yeah it's written Don't mind me I'm just making these decisions I walk in the rolls, with my llama You don't want nothing nigga, so proceed to drama Wrist looking colder than the Yonkers Black thang sliding in the car call up Keke Palmer I walk up in the spot fresher than a damn Islamic It's a bird, it's a plane, nah nigga it's a comet Uhh-Uhh-Uhh-Uhh I'm slidin' in that vomit Smoking on this strong pack feelin' real atomic Pass the blue thang my nickname is Sonic I just left Saks now I'm pulling up to Sonic Tryna get on forbes cause they label me a convict Slide the gear over you won't see a nigga comin' Cause Tadoe we on shit and we seeing how you bummin' Ion fuck with you boa you seeing how I'm turnin' Cops on the side and they seeing how I'm burning This bitch fast yeah they seeing how I'm lunging I know she gon' let me hit it I do it later on, because you know I gotta get it Letras de cancionesBlue book on me, yeah it's written Don't mind me I'm just making these decisions I walk in the rolls, with my llama You don't want nothing nigga, so proceed to drama Wrist looking colder than the Yonkers Black thang sliding in the car call up Keke Palmer 200, so the cops pulled us over Ion know if I'm high or I'm sober Twin stickies, but this not Minnesota Actin' a ass got the car bending over Shawty send me roses and lotuses Please don't get them lame boys involved with this Hopped on yo shit and kill it, like "who song is this?" All up in my DM, man "who mom is this?" Walk up in yo spot, you know we running it (mmhmm, mhmm) Sack you in our touchdown, we loading it Ice on, don't know no nigga cold as this (sosa, blick! blick!) I won't miss the shot, I don't need no assist I know she gon' let me hit it I do it later on, because you know I gotta get it Blue book on me, yeah it's written Don't mind me I'm just making these decisions I walk in the rolls, with my llama You don't want nothing nigga, so proceed to drama Wrist looking colder than the Yonkers Black thang sliding in the car call up Keke Palmer From Letras Mania