Maury Mayne - LANE CHECK
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{Chorus}
Thats a lane check, that's a lane check
Come here baby girl and get yo face wet
Goofy mad as hell we got the same ex
When
{Verse 1}
Come and watch portal at the imax
When you see my title it's in all caps
She just sent her nudes to my snap chat
She be mad as hell I don't snap back
I'm so fuckin high off that contact
I'm so fuckin fly, I'ma Mack Jack
I'ma keep it live on the soundtrack
Catch me outside, shooting craps
Got damn, this bitch want to be
Fall down, bitch no where near me
In town, now that bitch in my city
Get around, now she want to get with me
Going down, now she want to get litty
Right now, I'm with ya bitch she busy
No cap, she on my dick
Aye now she mad cause a nigga done bossed up
And if it wasn't for this money then I'd toast ya
Mother fuckas ain't got the bread, to get you brought up
All these hunnids I bet I never lift a broad up
I’m worth a million, trillion. pay me
Serve you up right, a brilliant waiter
Running this sh** my aquillies are aching
No abortion, but we killing it baby
This country broken, somebody fix it
Ima switch lanes, side swiped a civic
He could pull a Glock, thank god he didn’t
I say that to say you could die any minute
-aye she love the voice alot
She pay for the lawyer probly
Cuz i don’t think y’all really know who i am, insurance fraud
And if you need more i got it
-eek right here i won't leave ya
Hold ya head high, sativa
Y’all old heads got a beeper
Bwah i got all the dope in the speakers
Aye.. g-g gimme a reason
You want ya soul or more on the visa?
Boy you gon freeze go get you a heater
Droppin that trash, and we gotta clean it
F**k..
Jump in the portal and all of a sudden
We gave em somethin they can never take from us
Them lil hoes worth nothin’
I knew it’d be quick so i kept it running
Im feelin gucci got brains in the back of the hummer
You met some surfers they said you a bummer
That b**ch they play wit the same one you lovin
So get off my back, or pull up in front me aye
That’s a brake check..
She sit on my face now my face wet
Ha
{Chorus}
Thats a lane check, that's a lane check
Come here baby girl and get yo face wet
Goofy mad as hell we got the same ex
When
{Verse 1}
Come and watch portal at the imax
When you see my title it's in all caps
She just sent her nudes to my snap chat
She be mad as hell I don't snap back
I'm so fuckin high off that contact
I'm so fuckin fly, I'ma Mack Jack
I'ma keep it live on the soundtrack
Catch me outside, shooting craps
Got damn, this bitch want to be
Fall down, bitch no where near me
In town, now that bitch in my city
Get around, now she want to get with me
Going down, now she want to get litty
Right now, I'm with ya bitch she busy
No cap, she on my dick
Aye now she mad cause a nigga done bossed up
And if it wasn't for this money then I'd toast ya
Mother fuckas ain't got the bread, to get you brought up
All these hunnids I bet I never lift a broad up
I’m worth a million, trillion. pay me
Serve you up right, a brilliant waiter
Running this sh** my aquillies are aching
No abortion, but we killing it baby
This country broken, somebody fix it
Ima switch lanes, side swiped a civic
He could pull a Glock, thank god he didn’t
I say that to say you could die any minute
-aye she love the voice alot
She pay for the lawyer probly
Cuz i don’t think y’all really know who i am, insurance fraud
And if you need more i got it
-eek right here i won't leave ya
Hold ya head high, sativa
Y’all old heads got a beeper
Bwah i got all the dope in the speakers
Aye.. g-g gimme a reason
You want ya soul or more on the visa?
Boy you gon freeze go get you a heater
Droppin that trash, and we gotta clean it
F**k..
Jump in the portal and all of a sudden
We gave em somethin they can never take from us
Them lil hoes worth nothin’
I knew it’d be quick so i kept it running
Im feelin gucci got brains in the back of the hummer
You met some surfers they said you a bummer
That b**ch they play wit the same one you lovin
So get off my back, or pull up in front me aye
That’s a brake check..
She sit on my face now my face wet
Ha
