First I drop my top aye, then I swerve my coupe aye Counting all these bands aye, who the fuck are you aye Why you walk so cool aye, thousand dollar shoes aye Hunnid on my jewels aye, I got all these groupies Brittney turned me to a slut Who the fuck are

Money on the floor just like some shoes Woke up with my toolie, what it do? Meet me in the alley with the troops I got red shooters, I got blue Let that thing down then point at you Bentley or the 'Rari, hoe, let's choose We gon' the rob the bank, bring

Tudutudutudu, fuck you too Never miss a Sunday service, never got tattoos Every time we drive by wavin', I see right through Singin', oh sweet sounds of American you Man you got it all worked out, don't you, old pair of shoes Never wear your heart on

Gon' levitate, gon' levitate Don't sit down, don't sit down Two steppin' till the sun come up, come on Gon' get down, we gon' get down Get down so you gotta get up Now take your shoes off in here We don't need to talk (We don't need to talk) I said "I'm

But I ain't got no one sleepin' with me Maybe I love you Maybe I'm just kind of bored It is what it is And you ain't got nowhere that you need to be I think were thinking to hard To put on your shoes and get in your car

She's got a boyfriend anyway Do you say no And this is how it starts You take your shoes off in the back of my van My shirt looks so good When it's just hanging off your back And she said use your hands and my spare time We've got one thing in common

But I ain't got no one sleepin' with me Maybe I love you Maybe I'm just kind of bored It is what it is And you ain't got nowhere that you need to be I think were thinking to hard To put on your shoes and get in your car

But I ain't got no one sleepin' with me Maybe I love you Maybe I'm just kind of bored It is what it is And you ain't got nowhere that you need to be I think were thinking to hard To put on your shoes and get in your car

But I ain't got no one sleepin' with me Maybe I love you Maybe I'm just kind of bored It is what it is And you ain't got nowhere that you need to be I think were thinking to hard To put on your shoes and get in your car

But come on, come on down Sweet Virginia Got to scrape that shit right off your shoes Wadin' through the waste stormy winter And there's not a friend to help you through Tryin' to stop the waves behind your eyeballs Drop your reds, drop your greens and