CORRECTAR LA LETRA
Letra : Bacc Seat
She want Celine, she want the Gucci
I ride with some hundreds on me, I got the blue cheese
Pull up in a Jeep, I put it on Forgi'
I want your body, gimme slop top on the front seat
We gone f**k for an hour then we gon' move to the back seat
When you give me a lap dance, baby, watch for the gat, please
Run it back, run it back, run it back, run it back like a track meet
Bae, relax me, you ain't gotta ask me, huh
G-G huh, I blew her back out
F**kin' that b*t*h got her tappin' out
Got me bustin' like bustin' the racks out
I got her ridin' in the four door, huh
Draped in designer, no Polo, huh
I was in the Wraith at the Waldorf
Bought all the cars off of coco
I gotta drape you up
She got bad b*t*hes naked with us
I got diamonds, gon' drip on the pu**y
Keep 'em in the cut
I keep a bad foreign
She know that she comin', of course
Had to throw that fat a** in the Porsche
Got her face down, that a** to the north
Yeah, yeah
She want Celine, she want the Gucci
I ride with some hundreds on me, I got the blue cheese
Pull up in a Jeep, I put it on Forgi'
I want your body, gimme slop top on the front seat
We gone f**k for an hour then we gon' move to the back seat
When you give me a lap dance, baby, watch for the gat, please
Run it back, run it back, run it back, run it back like a track meet
Bae, relax me, you ain't gotta ask me, huh (Dolla $ign)
She want Celine ('Line)
I'm the Celine King ('Line king)
Eat the pu**y with my grill on
Put it all on my bling bling (Bling bling)
I call her my lil' mama, she want new Balenciaga (Ooh yeah)
Sippin' saké at the 'Bu 'cause we can't go to Benihana's
2020, 720S
It's a race car (Car), better yet it's a jet
Tint my windows black (Black), gimme toppy at the light (Skrrt)
Is you into that? Baby, pull them panties to the side
We go rounds like some boxing sh*t (Sheesh)
But I give you way more than three minute increments (Three)
I spent a hundred on a ring on my pinky (Ring)
She said she love me every time when I'm leavin' (Leave)
I'm a f**king sex symbol (Sheesh)
She want Celine, she want the Gucci
I ride with some hundreds on me, I got the blue cheese
Pull up in a Jeep, I put it on Forgi'
I want your body, gimme slop top on the front seat
We gone f**k for an hour then we gon' move to the back seat
When you give me a lap dance, baby, watch for the gat, please
Run it back, run it back, run it back, run it back like a track meet
Bae, relax me, you ain't gotta ask me, huh
I ride with some hundreds on me, I got the blue cheese
Pull up in a Jeep, I put it on Forgi'
I want your body, gimme slop top on the front seat
We gone f**k for an hour then we gon' move to the back seat
When you give me a lap dance, baby, watch for the gat, please
Run it back, run it back, run it back, run it back like a track meet
Bae, relax me, you ain't gotta ask me, huh
G-G huh, I blew her back out
F**kin' that b*t*h got her tappin' out
Got me bustin' like bustin' the racks out
I got her ridin' in the four door, huh
Draped in designer, no Polo, huh
I was in the Wraith at the Waldorf
Bought all the cars off of coco
I gotta drape you up
She got bad b*t*hes naked with us
I got diamonds, gon' drip on the pu**y
Keep 'em in the cut
I keep a bad foreign
She know that she comin', of course
Had to throw that fat a** in the Porsche
Got her face down, that a** to the north
Yeah, yeah
She want Celine, she want the Gucci
I ride with some hundreds on me, I got the blue cheese
Pull up in a Jeep, I put it on Forgi'
I want your body, gimme slop top on the front seat
We gone f**k for an hour then we gon' move to the back seat
When you give me a lap dance, baby, watch for the gat, please
Run it back, run it back, run it back, run it back like a track meet
Bae, relax me, you ain't gotta ask me, huh (Dolla $ign)
She want Celine ('Line)
I'm the Celine King ('Line king)
Eat the pu**y with my grill on
Put it all on my bling bling (Bling bling)
I call her my lil' mama, she want new Balenciaga (Ooh yeah)
Sippin' saké at the 'Bu 'cause we can't go to Benihana's
2020, 720S
It's a race car (Car), better yet it's a jet
Tint my windows black (Black), gimme toppy at the light (Skrrt)
Is you into that? Baby, pull them panties to the side
We go rounds like some boxing sh*t (Sheesh)
But I give you way more than three minute increments (Three)
I spent a hundred on a ring on my pinky (Ring)
She said she love me every time when I'm leavin' (Leave)
I'm a f**king sex symbol (Sheesh)
She want Celine, she want the Gucci
I ride with some hundreds on me, I got the blue cheese
Pull up in a Jeep, I put it on Forgi'
I want your body, gimme slop top on the front seat
We gone f**k for an hour then we gon' move to the back seat
When you give me a lap dance, baby, watch for the gat, please
Run it back, run it back, run it back, run it back like a track meet
Bae, relax me, you ain't gotta ask me, huh
