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w3stsid3 - rob riley lyrics

[verse: rob riley]
she love me, she love me not (ha)
is something i don’t worry ‘bout (nah)
plenty guys give her the eye
i’m the only one she want inside, yeah
best curves money can buy
some miles on er, i don’t mind (ha)
she get wetty and she always ready
i ain’t gotta ask, she always lemme
swerve many and she never left me
not afraid to fill ‘er up she feelin empty
detroit made, accent heavy
breakfast from the club, only haters envy

[hook x2: scotty mcfarlee]
(a whoa, a whoa whoa)
yeah
pull up and drop the top on westside (westside)
if i give you t*l*c, don’t turn a left eye (left eye)
gotta do it b*i*g like bed*stuy (bed*stuy)
i got that grass fired (whoa)

[bridge: rob riley, ei8ty7, tana]
titties out when it get nice and that’s why (that’s why)
she get all my t*l*c, p*i*p left eye (left eye)
body type b*i*g big up to bed*stuy (bed*stuy)
i know that’s right (whoa)

rub my fingers up and down her belt line (belt line)
pull up to her bumper won’t let that slide (that slide)
she don’t mind me running through the red light (red light)
i know that’s right (whoa)

[verse: rob riley]
she love me, she love me not (ah ha)
is something i don’t worry bout (uh ah)
first time off of the lot
brought her value up a notch (ha)

[hook x2: scotty mcfarlee]
(a whoa a whoa whoa)
yeah
pull up and drop the top on westside (westside)
if i give you t*l*c, don’t turn a left eye (left eye)
gotta do it b*i*g like bedstuy (bedstuy)
i got that grass fired (whoa)

- rob riley lyrics

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