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• Artiste: Jay Rock
• Titre: Too Fast (Pull Over)
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Yeah Mami, mami Ay dios mío, mami Yeah Ay dios mío, mami! Move it, move, you too slow, bruh Update, time to V8 the motor Everybody asking where I get the dope from Update, I ain't never told no one No sweat when you doing what you're 'posed to do No stress when I'm checking up on every move Jumping out the moon roof to the solar I can see you niggas starting over Pull over, that ass too fast Too fast Hit the ATM and grab mo' cash Mo' cash Yes Lord, feelin' like a new man Yes, Lord! I was dreaming in the life then I woke up in the— Six trey, rag top with the candy paint In your bitch face, eat the cake, Anna Mae niggas acting can animated, I might have to draw the weapon On the set, send a stepper up the stairway to heaven, I'm a vet Put up pole dancer in a Mercedes, she want watch P Valley and go half on a baby I had to play her to the left flag in my right pocket Space in my waist for the rocket, don't get out pocket Yep, yeah, you don't want that It's giving what's giving, no kizzy I ain't never seen an ass like that, stomach on snatch Swinging 1942 like a baseball bat I send 'em home running The brain ain't grade A, I don't know nothing niggas talking heavy, this a feather on my wing VVS diamond, Eastside, Johnny, I'm him I mean— Pull over, that ass too fast Too fast Hit the ATM and grab mo' cash Mo' cash Pull over, that ass too fast Too fast Hit the ATM and grab mo' cash Mo' cash Pull over, that ass too fast Too fast Hit the ATM and grab mo' cash Mo' cash Yes Lord, feelin' like a new man Yes, Lord! I was dreaming in the life then I woke up in the— Latto Sitting behind five percent tint Might pull up to the party, pay a bad bitch rent We ain't blood, we ain't kin, don't be be calling me, "Sis" First bitch sneak diss, first block get bent Latto not a little one Bitches want a come up, ain't gon give 'em one Pull up in the skrrt, then I pull off in a different one A bigger one, expensive one, a Lamb-ie or something Put a switch on that ass like a granny or something niggas getting knocked out, signed to RCA but I be feeling like a Top Dawg Probably getting topped off somewhere where with the top off Never did the talking, always been the one they talk 'bout Pull over, that ass too fat Fuck 'em good, pat myself on the back It's a hell of a cat, no scatt I look like a Barbie, act just like a brat Pull over, that ass too fast Too fast Hit the ATM and grab mo' cash Mo' cash Pull over, that ass too fast Too fast Hit the ATM and grab mo' cash Mo' cash Pull over, that ass too fast Too fast Hit the ATM and grab mo' cash Mo' cash Yes Lord, feelin' like a new man Too fast I was dreaming in the life then I woke up in the— Makaveli, pack a valley I done died and went to heaven Came back in the 1963 Chevy with gold Pirellis I just wanted something better, anything to feed my belly Now I got the seat at the table Ain't shit you can tell me Baby, I'm a whole problem Put a lotta people on Gotta keep a, keep a round Don't panic when I hit the-hit the bomb up I was up dumb late, waiting for a bag, chasing A birdie on my shoulder told me, "Slow up It's about patience" Fourth quarter, throwing lobs out of desperation I was lost, nigga That's why I love you, girl I swear to God Pour the SelvaRey all on you, girl Let's go Move it, move, you too slow, bruh Update, time to V8 the motor Everybody asking where I get the dope from Update, I ain't never told no one No sweat when you doing what you're 'posed to do No stress when I'm checking up on every move Jumping out the moon roof to the solar I can see you niggas starting over Pull over, that ass too fast Too fast Hit the ATM and grab mo' cash Mo' cash Pull over, that ass too fast Too fast Hit the ATM and grab mo' cash Mo' cash Pull over, that ass too fast Too fast Hit the ATM and grab mo' cash Mo' cash Yes Lord, feelin' like a new man Too fast I was dreaming in the life then I woke up in the—