Where you at, Derrion?
Uh-huh, used to whip that yola
Serve it out to 'Yota
Forcin' nun but rubber bands on my green like I'm Yoda
I ain't hit your bitch, but if I did, I didn't know her
Called her over and she bent it backwards in the Rover
She wan' me to show her, she wan' meet the thrower
She callin', I got hearts all next to my name like a donor
Domin' everything, I'm in the stu until I'm sober
Then pop another one, call 'ball up top' and start all over
You ain't my friend, you ain't my crowd, you ain't my kin, you ain't my clique
I am not your nigga, no, we ain't gon' link, you not my bitch
I get all my belts from Chastity and they still be on my dick
Boa my G-Lock like the paps, I make em pose before I click
Uh, it ain't good enough , another one
I'll get cool with pops bitchass if niggas need another gun
My pride come from my dad, but I got heart cause I'm my mother's son
Jessi's youngest baby boy like guns cause he's a son of one
I'm back in the trap, the fish scale look jus like a boulder
Big ass AK with no strap, the kickback disclocate ya shoulder
All twin gotta do is point and snap n we gon' slump ya over
Rush that field just like a running back, spin til the truck is totaled
Double back, we spin again, again, again, just like a blender
We done sent so many shots to them boys, they still on the bender
We the type to hop out, black out, ain't returning shit to sender
Take yo hoe n fiddle with her strings like that bitch was a Fender
This buck fifty got a jagged edge, no Jodeci
And I got a 12 gauge that I want jo to see
I know they know it's me, they can't get close to me
She on her period, she got red on my rover seats
Used to whip that yola
Serve it out to 'Yota
Forcin' nun but rubber bands on my green like I'm Yoda
I ain't hit your bitch, but if I did, I didn't know her
Called her over and she bent it backwards in the Rover
She wan' me to show her, she wan' meet the thrower
She callin', I got hearts all next to my name like a donor
Domin' everything, I'm in the stu until I'm sober
Then pop another one, call 'ball up top' and start all over
Buddha 2x - Red Rover Freestyle Lyrics
Buddha 2x - Red Rover Freestyle Lyrics
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Where you at, Derrion?
Uh-huh, used to whip that yola
Serve it out to 'Yota
Forcin' nun but rubber bands on my green like I'm Yoda
I ain't hit your bitch, but if I did, I didn't know her
Called her over and she bent it backwards in the Rover
She wan' me to show her, she wan' meet the thrower
She callin', I got hearts all next to my name like a donor
Domin' everything, I'm in the stu until I'm sober
Then pop another one, call 'ball up top' and start all over
You ain't my friend, you ain't my crowd, you ain't my kin, you ain't my clique
I am not your nigga, no, we ain't gon' link, you not my bitch
I get all my belts from Chastity and they still be on my dick
Boa my G-Lock like the paps, I make em pose before I click
Uh, it ain't good enough , another one
I'll get cool with pops bitchass if niggas need another gun
My pride come from my dad, but I got heart cause I'm my mother's son
Jessi's youngest baby boy like guns cause he's a son of one
I'm back in the trap, the fish scale look jus like a boulder
Big ass AK with no strap, the kickback disclocate ya shoulder
All twin gotta do is point and snap n we gon' slump ya over
Rush that field just like a running back, spin til the truck is totaled
Double back, we spin again, again, again, just like a blender
We done sent so many shots to them boys, they still on the bender
We the type to hop out, black out, ain't returning shit to sender
Take yo hoe n fiddle with her strings like that bitch was a Fender
This buck fifty got a jagged edge, no Jodeci
And I got a 12 gauge that I want jo to see
I know they know it's me, they can't get close to me
She on her period, she got red on my rover seats
Used to whip that yola
Serve it out to 'Yota
Forcin' nun but rubber bands on my green like I'm Yoda
I ain't hit your bitch, but if I did, I didn't know her
Called her over and she bent it backwards in the Rover
She wan' me to show her, she wan' meet the thrower
She callin', I got hearts all next to my name like a donor
Domin' everything, I'm in the stu until I'm sober
Then pop another one, call 'ball up top' and start all over
Uh-huh, used to whip that yola
Serve it out to 'Yota
Forcin' nun but rubber bands on my green like I'm Yoda
I ain't hit your bitch, but if I did, I didn't know her
Called her over and she bent it backwards in the Rover
She wan' me to show her, she wan' meet the thrower
She callin', I got hearts all next to my name like a donor
Domin' everything, I'm in the stu until I'm sober
Then pop another one, call 'ball up top' and start all over
You ain't my friend, you ain't my crowd, you ain't my kin, you ain't my clique
I am not your nigga, no, we ain't gon' link, you not my bitch
I get all my belts from Chastity and they still be on my dick
Boa my G-Lock like the paps, I make em pose before I click
Uh, it ain't good enough , another one
I'll get cool with pops bitchass if niggas need another gun
My pride come from my dad, but I got heart cause I'm my mother's son
Jessi's youngest baby boy like guns cause he's a son of one
I'm back in the trap, the fish scale look jus like a boulder
Big ass AK with no strap, the kickback disclocate ya shoulder
All twin gotta do is point and snap n we gon' slump ya over
Rush that field just like a running back, spin til the truck is totaled
Double back, we spin again, again, again, just like a blender
We done sent so many shots to them boys, they still on the bender
We the type to hop out, black out, ain't returning shit to sender
Take yo hoe n fiddle with her strings like that bitch was a Fender
This buck fifty got a jagged edge, no Jodeci
And I got a 12 gauge that I want jo to see
I know they know it's me, they can't get close to me
She on her period, she got red on my rover seats
Used to whip that yola
Serve it out to 'Yota
Forcin' nun but rubber bands on my green like I'm Yoda
I ain't hit your bitch, but if I did, I didn't know her
Called her over and she bent it backwards in the Rover
She wan' me to show her, she wan' meet the thrower
She callin', I got hearts all next to my name like a donor
Domin' everything, I'm in the stu until I'm sober
Then pop another one, call 'ball up top' and start all over
Writer: Buddha 2x
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