The Road
Lyrics
Shorty mad cuz I won't give her ass control
I just want to wake up get a bag, that doh
I got to keep my eyes on, the road
Shorty mad cuz I won't give her ass control
I just want to wake up get a bag, that doh
I got to keep my eyes on, the road
Band on a fit, go and jump me a Lou Kang
Matte black the foreign, pull up like I'm Bruce Wayne
Benji on Jackson my money Bruce Jenner
Bitch wanna chill with me cuz I'm a winner
Shorty want dick wanna fuck on that D'usse'
Chanel kick her out that a nigga was Lou Kang
She say she want eat eat, here bitch take this pickle
I can't be distracted get'n it my ritual
Blood sweat and tear try'n form a residual
Inside all white leather soft like some tissue
Trust the bitch than you end up in a blender
Should of know damn where lil bitch was a Brenda
Want to be right, I don't want be no sinner
Know what I want cuz I'm wise like I been there
I can't be stress'n that shit give you thin hair
I need a bless'n that fall out of thin air
Shorty mad cuz I won't give her ass control
I just want to wake up get a bag, that doh
I got to keep my eyes on, the road
Shorty mad cuz I won't give her ass control
I just want to wake up get a bag, that doh
I got to keep my eyes on, the road
Writer(s): Alfred Larry
Copyright(s): Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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