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suburban remix - xhulooo lyrics

[chorus 1: xhulooo, naykhodt]
aw yeah
new car came with a*
aw yeah aw (aw, yeah)
new car came with a*
aw yeah aw (aw, yeah)
new car came with a*
aw yeah aw (aw, yeah)
new car came with a*
aw yeah aw (ayy, woods, light that sh*t up)
[post*chorus 1: xhulooo]
new car with a* (new car with a*)
new car came with a servant uh (came with a servant)
i like to ride in suburbans (yeah)
i called the plug and i asked what you servin’ (ay what you servin’)
packing the sticks and my brother a servant
big red beam on his head like a turban
savin’ some bread if you thinking bout workin’
feel like giane the way i be surfin’
i let that bag come in (yeah)
i get the racks thumbin’ (oh)
cash flow up i still gotta grind (yeah)
like i ain’t have nothing (oh) yeah
pack came in the mail, imma take half of it (oh)
and my shooter do no talkin’, i let havoc rip, yeah

[chorus 2: xhulooo]
aw yeah
new car came with a*
aw yeah aw (aw, yeah)
new car came with a*
aw yeah aw (aw, yeah)
new car came with a*
aw yeah aw (aw, yeah)
new car came with a*
aw yeah aw
[post*chorus 2: xhulooo]
new car with a* (new car with a*)
new car came with a servant uh (came with a servant)
i like to ride in suburbans (yeah)
i called the plug and i asked what you servin’ (ay what you servin’)
packing the sticks and my brother a servant
big red beam on his head like a turban
savin’ some bread if you thinking bout workin’
feel like gianni’ the way i be surfin’ (surfin’)
i let that bag come in (yeah)
i get the racks thumbin’ (oh)
cash flow up i still gotta grind (yeah)
like i ain’t have nothing (oh) yeah
pack came in the mail (yeah), imma take half of it (oh)
and my shooter do no talkin’, i let havoc rip, yeah

[verse: naykhodt]
i’m ready on go
yeah i’m ready on go
i’m comin in slow yeah im coming in so slow
i’m ready to control
can’t stop me no
can’t stop me no
me and xhu are on the low
yeah new car came with a* (new car came with a*)
new car came with a servent uh
i’m riding in suburbans
imma go back and hit of your turban
imma go back and hit of a durban
she cutting it off like she is a surgeon
i’m sorry that i leaved you hurtin
i’m sorry i don’t wanna leave you hurtin
i wanna go and go and go
me and xhu are on the low
gonna make it till i blow
imma go on payroll
me and xhu are gonna put a servent
imma go back and be in suburbans
imma go back and put on a turban
imma go back and put on a turban
i got bags comin (yeah)
i got racks comin (yeah)
4g auto in the back so you take half of it (half of it)
i got the bags comin (bags comin)
i got the racks comin (go)
i don’t like my time wasted so don’t take time with it (time with it) yeah
[outro: xhulooo]
i let that bag come in (yeah)
i get the racks thumbin’ (oh)
cash flow up i still gotta grind (yeah)
like i ain’t have nothing (oh) yeah
pack came in the mail, imma take half of it (oh)
and my shooter do no talkin’, i let havoc rip, yeah
aw yeah
new car came with a*
aw yeah aw (aw, yeah)
new car came with a*
aw yeah aw (aw, yeah)
new car came with a*
aw yeah aw (aw, yeah)
new car came with a*
aw*

- xhulooo lyrics

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