Vette Motors song by YoungBoy Never Broke Again from Primary Album Album not found. The music is composed and produced by Joel. Genre is Gangsta Rap, Trap, Dirty South music. The Record company is unknown. Released on None.
Vette Motors Meaning
| [[Intro] Hit that light for me, let me roll this leaf (Beezo need cash only, ya dig?) (OG Parker) (Oh Lord, jetson made another one) Uh, hmm, let’s do it, huh [Verse 1] Bitch, I’m toxic, kickin’ your shit, you better watch it, woah, woah Just unzipped my pants, cash stuffed down all in my pockets (Pockets) Put her in Hermès, now I got all these niggas jockin’ My weight up and now I got the power Tell ’em, “Lil’ slime gon’ spray on cowards” Your ho in this bitch, it’s a money shower Starin’ too hard, won’t be my main Drippin’ sauce, won’t give me brain Paint that Maybach, pure cocaine Fuck goin’ on? They wan’ do somethin’, hold on, grr, grr [Chorus] Cutlass, ‘Vette motors inside my hood, yeah Prince inside my hood, yеah, “Let’s get this understood,” I said (I said) I bе with the masked men and they all unheard of (Unheard of) One eighty-seven, just spent me a seven Need Christian V steppin’, they know it’s a murder, this fit unheard of , [Verse 2] Bad like her friend, huh, I see why that’s her twin (Her twin) Four hoes at the Drury Inn, I got ’em in rotation (Got ’em) Once they leave, look like they soul taken I got ’em, like, “Oh, baby” (Oh, baby) Chopper for chopper go dollar for dollar I’m takin’ the problems away from my mama I turned up my sister, show love to my brother I be liking all my stylists Hold on, haircut fresh by stylist Hold on, new coupe, ain’t no mileage (Huh?) Bitch, I’m toxic, kickin’ your shit, you better watch it Crash out, turn up, bought that bitch that rock and told her, “It better not get shown once, ho” (Better not) [Refrain] Fill up a clip or go fill up a safe (Buh, buh, buh, buh) Fill up a clip or go fill up a safe (Buh, buh, buh, buh) Cross his chest, I spray that Drac’ Uh, uh, uh, uh, piss on somethin’ with diamond chains [Verse 3] New machine (Skrrt), count it up, nigga, yeah Fuckin’ with mathematics Twenty million on thirty, not far from Cali’ Put her in Prada, I’m up in Valley Let’s do it, tote gun smoke, blow static, uh (Brrt) Fuck up the mattress, then fill up another one Fuck on her, that Patek, I bought her another one Kick my shit, I’m in this bitch, we’re lit by three hoes (Lit by, lit by) Whip that Maybach in the street, cash out on three, let’s go Hypnotizin’ yo’ ho, we be turnin’ her out Do that dude sh—? I ain’t runnin’ my mouth Which one you workin’? I’m clockin’ it out Startin’ the Rolls from inside of the house , [Chorus] Cutlass, ‘Vette motors inside my hood, yeah Prince inside my hood, yeah, “Let’s get this understood,” I said (I said) I be with the masked men and they all unheard of (Unheard of) One eighty-seven, just spent me a seven Need Christian V steppin’, they know it’s a murder, this fit unheard of [Verse 4] She in with shottas, we pourin’ up lines from out of the bottle (From out of the bottle) My beanie Amiri, Giuseppe, I’m steppin’, I locked in my stylist, I pay it (I pay it) Treat my bitch like all new whips, that’s upgrade models (Upgrade models) My bitch walk ’round with one milli’, I say, “Yeah, yeah” (Bitch, yeah) [Refrain] Fill up a clip or go fill up a safe (Fill up, buh, buh, buh) Fill up a clip or go fill up a safe (Brr, bop, bop, buh) Cross his chest, I spray that Drac’ Uh, uh, uh, uh, piss on somethin’ with diamond chains [Outro] My weight up and now I got the power Tell ’em, lil’ slime, “Gon’ spray on cowards” Your ho in this bitch, it’s a money shower Starin’ too hard, won’t be my main Drippin’ sauce, wan’ give me brain Paint that Maybach, pure cocaine Fuck goin’ on? They wan’ do somethin’, hold on, grr, grr, grr] |
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