No Room
Shorty wanna fuck in the coupe but it's no room
Be cool let you fall i won't hold you
A nigga tryyna beat just like protocols
Baby throw it back like the old you
I put my mack down i'm old school
We could get high we got no roof
We could get loose we got no rules
Baby throw it back just like 02
Got a lot i could show you
Got a watch and a gold tooth
Diamonds dance yea they pop and they vogue too
Vip w- the whole crew
Got the game locked, idk what they told you
Pop that
Acting all scared baby stop that
Unbuckle ya pants pull the top back
Pull up to a spot we could vibe at
I know you wanna ride i know you wanna slide
Answer ya phone meet me outside
Roll a backwood don't front let's get fried
It's big business if you want you decide
I know you wanna drink i know you wanna drive
I know you wanna fuck
I know you gon lie
And I ain't even madd girl you badd and you fly
Here for a good time then time for goodbye
Shorty wanna fuck in the coupe but it's no room
Be cool let you fall i won't hold you
A nigga tryyna beat just like protocols
Baby throw it back like the old you
I put my mack down i'm old school
We could get loose we got no rules
We could get high we got no roof
Baby throw it back just like 02
Imma throw it back like it's 02
Yea imma let you beat it like it's protools
Yea I heard about ya bitch but she old news
In the back of the car imma show you
Listen baby baby we don't need no room
Boy you fucking with a boss young tycoon
Bigga La check the web yea I'm viral
Got em praying on the pussy like a Bible
Amen
So we parked up and did the damn thing
Had to make it rain
Back of da coupe had me touch my shoes
Getting poked and bruised
Choke me like a noose acting wild and loose
Now we fuck until we snooze
Snoring
Now his bitch calling moving very Oppy
But he already beat sis sloppy
And I'm unapologetic
Sorry
Are we gonna link again
Prolly
Shorty wanna fuck in the coupe but it's no room
Be cool let you fall i won't hold you
A nigga tryyna beat just like protocols
Baby throw it back like the old you
I put my mack down, i'm old school
We could get loose we got no rules
We could get high we got no roof
Baby throw it back just like 02
Be cool let you fall i won't hold you
A nigga tryyna beat just like protocols
Baby throw it back like the old you
I put my mack down i'm old school
We could get high we got no roof
We could get loose we got no rules
Baby throw it back just like 02
Got a lot i could show you
Got a watch and a gold tooth
Diamonds dance yea they pop and they vogue too
Vip w- the whole crew
Got the game locked, idk what they told you
Pop that
Acting all scared baby stop that
Unbuckle ya pants pull the top back
Pull up to a spot we could vibe at
I know you wanna ride i know you wanna slide
Answer ya phone meet me outside
Roll a backwood don't front let's get fried
It's big business if you want you decide
I know you wanna drink i know you wanna drive
I know you wanna fuck
I know you gon lie
And I ain't even madd girl you badd and you fly
Here for a good time then time for goodbye
Shorty wanna fuck in the coupe but it's no room
Be cool let you fall i won't hold you
A nigga tryyna beat just like protocols
Baby throw it back like the old you
I put my mack down i'm old school
We could get loose we got no rules
We could get high we got no roof
Baby throw it back just like 02
Imma throw it back like it's 02
Yea imma let you beat it like it's protools
Yea I heard about ya bitch but she old news
In the back of the car imma show you
Listen baby baby we don't need no room
Boy you fucking with a boss young tycoon
Bigga La check the web yea I'm viral
Got em praying on the pussy like a Bible
Amen
So we parked up and did the damn thing
Had to make it rain
Back of da coupe had me touch my shoes
Getting poked and bruised
Choke me like a noose acting wild and loose
Now we fuck until we snooze
Snoring
Now his bitch calling moving very Oppy
But he already beat sis sloppy
And I'm unapologetic
Sorry
Are we gonna link again
Prolly
Shorty wanna fuck in the coupe but it's no room
Be cool let you fall i won't hold you
A nigga tryyna beat just like protocols
Baby throw it back like the old you
I put my mack down, i'm old school
We could get loose we got no rules
We could get high we got no roof
Baby throw it back just like 02
Credits
Writer(s): Michael Crute Jr
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