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Motersport Ftmigos - Indi_slayy Lyrics


By: Admin | Artist: I indi_slayy | Published: 2024-30-09T06:25:45:00+07:00
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yeah, skrrt
m-m-m-murda
motorsport, yeah, put that thing in sport (skrrt, skrrt)
shawty bad (bad), pop her like a cork (pop it)
you a dork, never been a sport (dork, yeah)
pull up (woo, woo), jumpin’ out the court (court, jump)
cotton candy (drink), my cup tastes like the fair (cotton)
straight up there (where?) we didn’t take the stairs (where?)
faced my fears (fears), gave my mama tears (mama)
shiftin’ gears (shift), on the nawf, get serious (serious)
face all your fears, then get at me
hit so many donuts on them backstreets
sit so high in the nosebleeds (yeah)
feel like i can fly, yeah
xans, perky, check (yeah), bill belichick
take the air out the ball, just so i can flex
take the air out the mall, walkin’ with the sacks
take the air out your broad (hey), now she can’t go back
xans, perky, check (yeah), bill belichick
take the air out the ball (yeah), just so i can flex
take the air out the mall (hey, walk in with the sacks)
take the air out your broad (woo, woo, woo, e)
girl, yeah, yeah
i wish my grandma could see me (grandma)
take away, pain ain’t easy (pain)
that’s why i fire up a bleezy (fire)
n-ggas not cappin’ this season
offset
the coupe came imported (hey)
this season’s off-white come in snorted (white)
green lamborghini a tortoise (lambo)
no human being, i’m immortal (no)
patek and a.p. full of water (patek)
hundred k, i spend on my señora (racks)
my pinky on margarine, b-tter (margarine)
and my ears got mcdonald’s nuggets (ayy)
soon, as i land on the leer (whew)
piguets, they wet, tears (‘guets)
488, hit the gears (488)
suicide doors, britney spears
i’m boujee, so, b-tch, don’t get near (boujee)
criss angel, make dope disappear (voila)
hit the gas, it got flames out the rears (skrrt)
it’s a race to the bag, get the mills (hey)
ride the d-ck like a bmx
no n-gga wanna be my ex (no)
i love, when he go on tour
’cause he c-ms more, when i see him less
i get upset off, i turn offset on
i told him the other day
man, we should sell that p-rn
yeah, cardi b, i’m back, b-tches
i don’t wanna hear i’m actin’ different
same lips that be talkin’ ’bout me
is the same lips that be -ss kissin’
these hoes ain’t, what they say they are
and their p-ssy stank, they’re catfishin’
same hoes, that was sendin’ shots
they reachin’ out like their back itchin’
why would i hop in some beef (why?)
when i could just hop in a porsche?
you heard she gon’ do what from who?
that’s not a reliable source, no
so tell me, have you seen her?
let me wrap my weave up
i’m the trap selena
dame más gasolina (skrrt)
motorsport, yeah, put that thing in sport (skrrt, skrrt)
shawty bad (bad), pop her like a cork (pop it)
you a dork, never been a sport (dork, yeah)
pull up (woo, woo), jumpin’ out the court (court, jump)
cotton candy (drink), my cup tastes like the fair (cotton)
straight up there (where?), we didn’t take the stairs (where?)
faced my fears (fears), gave my mama tears (mama)
shiftin’ gears (shift), on the nawf, get serious (serious)
uh, yo, watch your man, then you should watch your mouth
b-tches is pressed, administer mouth to mouth
you see them stats, you know, what i am about
i am the champ, i’m iron mike in a bout
attention, i’ma need you to face front
you don’t want smoke with me, this is a laced blunt
rap’s jackie chan, we ain’t pullin’ them fake stunts
my crown won’t fit on your bum -ss lace fronts (uh)
you b-tches catchin’ a fade, shout out my n-gga lil boosie
all of your friends’ll be dead, you can get hit with that uzi
i call him ricky, he say he love me like lucy
get you a straw n-gga, you know this p-ssy is juicy
this givenchy is custom made, now you can’t get it at saks though
i don’t work in no office, but they copyin’ and that’s facts though
i ain’t tryna be violent, but if nicki on it, it slaps, ho
get you lined for that paper like a loose leaf when that strap blow
i’m with a couple bad b-tches that’ll rip the party
quavo the qb, i’m nick lombardi
pull up in the sp-ce coupe, i done linked with marty
i can actually afford to get a pink bugatti
“yo nick, didn’t you just do a hit with gotti?”
that too, but my n-ggas send hits like gotti
it’s a wrap, like the things on the head of a saudi
b-tch, you my son, go and sit on the potty (rrrr)
brand new chanels (chanels)
i stepped on runnin’ from 12 (12)
ain’t make no commitment with none of you b-tches
’cause money is treatin’ me well (uh uh)
if nicki should show me her t-tty
right hand on the bible, i swear i won’t tell (swear)
if i get to play with that kitty
i wonder how many platinums we gon’ sell (albums)
pop a perc and catch a feel (i pop one)
now i cannot feel the wheel (woah)
my chest bad, give me chills
and the left hand on richard mille (ice)
not the watch, but the price on the ice
if you don’t know what that is (huh)
motorsport, motorville
abort the mission, that’s a k!ll (pew, pew, brrr)
motorsport, yeah, put that thing in sport (skrrt, skrrt)
shawty bad (bad), pop her like a cork (pop it)
you a dork, never been a sport (dork, yeah)
pull up (woo, woo), jumpin’ out the court (court, jump)
cotton candy (drink), my cup tastes like the fair (cotton)
straight up there (where?) we didn’t take the stairs (where?)
faced my fears (fears), gave my mama tears (mama)
shiftin’ gears (shift), on the nawf, get serious (serious)
songwriters: belcalis almanzar / francisco saldana / kevin gomringer / kiari cephus / kirsnick khari ball / onika maraj / quavious marshall / ramon ayala / shane lindstrom / tim gomringer / victor cabrera
motorsport lyrics © warner/chappell music, inc, sony/atv music publishing llc, universal music publishing group


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