no brakes - lil debbie lyrics
[verse 1]
pedal to the metal, no brakes b-tch
debbie going hard as a motherf-cker
grams of the nuggets, no shake b-tch
blunts hitting harder than a motherf-cker
smoking that, better get it right
roll another one, can i get a light?
pack another bowl, if you need a pipe
we just turning up, now this living like
catch me in the cutty
got my b-tches in the zone, or two
warning you, everything i do i’m known to overdo
i don’t hit the brakes, and never stopping at a red light
rearview watching, all i see is f-cking headlights
zero to a hundred real quick, real shit
and b-tch i’m higher than a 747
still hitting, b-tch, i blow
d-mn right i’m f-cking smoking
fifty dollar blunts i’m rolling
just to show them, now you knowing
[hook]
no brakes
cause we ain’t stopping, no
all i do is go, it’s on and popping
motherf-cker, no brakes
i see you watching ho
all we do is work and we just clock in
motherf-cker, no brakes
we just blowing up
racing to the money, ain’t no slowing up
b-tch, no brakes
now it’s going up
living how i wanna
motherf-cker, we ain’t stopping, no brakes
[verse 2]
pedal to the metal, i ain’t stopping for a second
blowing on that northern california, yeah, i’m repping
took you down to southern california, got them faded
yo, i’m smoking on the daily, but i’m all about my papers though
made a couple grand for showing up, because i made it so
what the f-ck you think you ’bout to tell me, i ain’t heard before?
what the f-ck you think you ’bout to tell me, i don’t f-cking know?
b-tch, don’t f-cking know
b-tch, i did it my way
my way, a buck fifty on the highway
this fly way, every day is like a friday
three dabs, still blowing, that’s a high way
okay, catch me on the road, debbie smoking on that cheech and chong
if i’m ever rolling, best believe i brought the weed along
circle full of b-tches ’bout the business, no fakes
and we gunning for the money, motherf-cker, no brakes
[hook]
no brakes
cause we ain’t stopping, no
all i do is go, it’s on and popping
motherf-cker, no brakes
i see you watching ho
all we do is work and we just clock in
motherf-cker, no brakes
we just blowing up
racing to the money, ain’t no slowing up
b-tch, no brakes
now it’s going up
living how i wanna
motherf-cker, we ain’t stopping, no brakes
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