Matty Cakes - Bubba Lean Lyrics

This is real music
Bitch I'm beamin, I'm in that beamer, I'm fuckin geekin
A hundred up on the freeway, I'm fuckin speedin
Some thotties not wearing panties, bitch I got three of em
My backseat, they all popped Xannies
We fuckin smeared in the club, run it back
Keep that ass all in front of me
Make me do the money dance, spend all of my money here
Girl you know just how to do it, make that money few ways
Pro with that waist work, make that pussy take names
Lean in the champagne, call it Bubba Sparxxx
Whole club lit, freakin like some porn
Your bitch will leave with me, I bet, see you in the morning
2 A.M. and she acting horny
I don't want hugs or the kisses
I want to thug with some bitches
Got a squad full of them hittas
Celine, Furla, Givenchy
All my hoes busy, bitch
All my hoes pimpin, bitch
Look how we livin
Body a bitch and I feel it
Kush in my body, can't feel it
I'm touching my body, can't feel it
Lean in the champagne, do that damn thang
L-l-lean in the champagne, do that damn thang
Lean in the champagne, do that damn thang
L-l-lean in the champagne-pagne, do that do that damn
Full moon, Matty on the prowl
I'll take yo bitch, have her lookin for that rebound
I played yo bitch, I mean she had the feels
I had the pills, I had the lean, I had the nerve fucka
Ask ya when ya gonna learn from it
Never, cuz they never do it like I done it
I work the night shift, it's called gates keeping
We ain't bout sleeping
My money, it just keep coming and ion do nothing
But work bitch, don't touch my percys, might take it personally
Ice skatin, figure 8'n, Porsche waitin in the visitor space
For my ship the the shape, I do the shim to the shake
Riding round with my windows tinted, blunts lit, all all black exterior
Book trips, move packs, Expedia
Loose leaf from paper to cinema
Clean plate, no scraps bitch, ate it up
I don't want hugs or the kisses
I want to thug with some bitches
Got a squad full of them hittas
Celine, Furla, Givenchy
All my hoes busy, bitch
All my hoes pimpin, bitch
Look how we livin
Body a bitch and I feel it
Kush in my body, can't feel it
I'm touching my body, can't feel it
Lean in the champagne, do that damn thang
L-l-lean in the champagne, do that damn thang
Lean in the champagne, do that damn thang
L-l-lean in the champagne-pagne, do that do that damn
R-R-R-Rillis Rillis music

This is real music
Bitch I'm beamin, I'm in that beamer, I'm fuckin geekin
A hundred up on the freeway, I'm fuckin speedin
Some thotties not wearing panties, bitch I got three of em
My backseat, they all popped Xannies
We fuckin smeared in the club, run it back
Keep that ass all in front of me
Make me do the money dance, spend all of my money here
Girl you know just how to do it, make that money few ways
Pro with that waist work, make that pussy take names
Lean in the champagne, call it Bubba Sparxxx
Whole club lit, freakin like some porn
Your bitch will leave with me, I bet, see you in the morning
2 A.M. and she acting horny
I don't want hugs or the kisses
I want to thug with some bitches
Got a squad full of them hittas
Celine, Furla, Givenchy
All my hoes busy, bitch
All my hoes pimpin, bitch
Look how we livin
Body a bitch and I feel it
Kush in my body, can't feel it
I'm touching my body, can't feel it
Lean in the champagne, do that damn thang
L-l-lean in the champagne, do that damn thang
Lean in the champagne, do that damn thang
L-l-lean in the champagne-pagne, do that do that damn
Full moon, Matty on the prowl
I'll take yo bitch, have her lookin for that rebound
I played yo bitch, I mean she had the feels
I had the pills, I had the lean, I had the nerve fucka
Ask ya when ya gonna learn from it
Never, cuz they never do it like I done it
I work the night shift, it's called gates keeping
We ain't bout sleeping
My money, it just keep coming and ion do nothing
But work bitch, don't touch my percys, might take it personally
Ice skatin, figure 8'n, Porsche waitin in the visitor space
For my ship the the shape, I do the shim to the shake
Riding round with my windows tinted, blunts lit, all all black exterior
Book trips, move packs, Expedia
Loose leaf from paper to cinema
Clean plate, no scraps bitch, ate it up
I don't want hugs or the kisses
I want to thug with some bitches
Got a squad full of them hittas
Celine, Furla, Givenchy
All my hoes busy, bitch
All my hoes pimpin, bitch
Look how we livin
Body a bitch and I feel it
Kush in my body, can't feel it
I'm touching my body, can't feel it
Lean in the champagne, do that damn thang
L-l-lean in the champagne, do that damn thang
Lean in the champagne, do that damn thang
L-l-lean in the champagne-pagne, do that do that damn
R-R-R-Rillis Rillis music