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co-driver - le$ (boss hogg outlawz) lyrics

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[intro]
mr. rogers
bet i pull up on her lot
bet i pull up on her
bet i pull up on her lot
bet i pull up on her lot
bet i pull up on her lot

[verse 1]
playas live forever, we don’t ever die
don’t step out the house if i ain’t gettin’ fly
gold all on the frames cover up my eyes
level you can’t reach, f*ck it, you can try
you ain’t gotta like me, bet your girl do
doin’ me, i don’t care what the world do
movin’ when i wanna, all my bills paid
even with the hatin’, never feel played
if you stayed down, i might cop you a benz
g 63, you could scoop up your friends
really out here bein’ what they love to pretend
got to look out in them streets, i ain’t bendin’ my rims
track suit all*black, gold watch, lil’ chain
thinkin’ where i used to be, i find it hard to complain
only focused on my come up, and she doin’ the same
i ain’t lyin’, since we kicked it, love, you been on my brain

[chorus]
bet i pull up on your lot
bet i pull up on your lot
bet i pull up on you
bet i pull up on your lot
bet i pull up on your lot
bet i pull up on you
bet i pull up on your lot
bet i pull up on your lot
bet i pull up on you
bet i pull up on your lot
bet i pull up on your lot
bet i pull up on you

[verse 2]
dinner out at fogo, bet i fill up the plate
on them lamb chops, usually doin’ the steak
just a monday, this ain’t even no date
bet your old n*gga mad, let him watch while he hate
see my cloth a lil’ different, might step out in some linen
got a different kind of glow, you could tell that i’m winnin’
pocket*watcher from the distance, wanna see when i’m spendin’
just be movin’ like a g, ‘cause that’s how i be livin’
yeah, i used to do the bum, but i switched to versace
n*ggas follow for your game, watch the moves, then they copy
but i do this sh*t ‘til death, pimpin’, this ain’t no hobby
took it to the penthouse, started off in the lobby
i’m too smoove it
yeah, you know that been the motto
see us steppin’ out the coupe
lookin’ like a coke bottle
when we movin’ through the city like we bonnie and clyde
had to pull up on her quick, she was down for the ride

[chorus]
bet i pull up on your lot
bet i pull up on your lot
bet i pull up on you
bet i pull up on your lot
bet i pull up on your lot
bet i pull up on you
bet i pull up on your lot
bet i pull up on your lot
bet i pull up on you
bet i pull up on your lot
bet i pull up on your lot
bet i pull up on you

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