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Jair Tha Popstar - Right Quick Lyrics



Jair Tha Popstar - Right Quick Lyrics
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Ayy, you know you a blessin' You call me when I'm stressin
You hold me when I'm restless You f*ck and feed me breakfast
Aw yeah, yeah, callin' and we textin' Either way, I got your message
We out of town flexin, huh, pop star checkin' Yeah, yeah, yeah, pop star, baby, ayy, pop
Star, baby My boo, ride with me, probably die too
We ain't even rushin, I do Lookin' back, yeah, the time flew
Been f*ckin' with me, I knew that from the start
Menu, more and more of me, and you
Look at that body, my tender lil' hottie
Can't f*ck anybody, she know I'm that nigga We hit the party, blow gas in the lobby
She feel on my body, be back in a minute I wanna take you to Bali with you right beside
Me I know I won't cry, me a river out of the pool
Look shiny, the way that you eye me I gotta find somewhere to sit you
Right quick, hey, right quick, right quick, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Talkin' bout right quick, right quick, right quick, ayy, look
Baby, where you at? Hit it back to back
Let a counter stack, diggin' in a sack That's a rack to rack, don't know how to act
Pullin' out a fact, that's a matter fact Never chatty-pack, never rally-rack
Don't be alley-cat, always get you that Sendin' gas money, probably Uber tax
I just wanna see what you can do with that Gucci on the frames, mini-Louis bag
New Chanel chain, how can I be mad? Sweet lil' thing, teriyaki glass
Eat a lil' somethin, mariachi man Beat a lil' somethin, that's a marchin' band
Throw it back for me, best art you can Fallin' in the plans, fallin' out of pants
Goin' in a stance, callin' out a stance, Right quick, hey, right quick, right quick, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Talkin' bout right quick, right quick, right quick, ayy, ayy
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Ayy, you know you a blessin' You call me when I'm stressin
You hold me when I'm restless You f*ck and feed me breakfast
Aw yeah, yeah, callin' and we textin' Either way, I got your message
We out of town flexin, huh, pop star checkin' Yeah, yeah, yeah, pop star, baby, ayy, pop
Star, baby My boo, ride with me, probably die too
We ain't even rushin, I do Lookin' back, yeah, the time flew
Been f*ckin' with me, I knew that from the start
Menu, more and more of me, and you
Look at that body, my tender lil' hottie
Can't f*ck anybody, she know I'm that nigga We hit the party, blow gas in the lobby
She feel on my body, be back in a minute I wanna take you to Bali with you right beside
Me I know I won't cry, me a river out of the pool
Look shiny, the way that you eye me I gotta find somewhere to sit you
Right quick, hey, right quick, right quick, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Talkin' bout right quick, right quick, right quick, ayy, look
Baby, where you at? Hit it back to back
Let a counter stack, diggin' in a sack That's a rack to rack, don't know how to act
Pullin' out a fact, that's a matter fact Never chatty-pack, never rally-rack
Don't be alley-cat, always get you that Sendin' gas money, probably Uber tax
I just wanna see what you can do with that Gucci on the frames, mini-Louis bag
New Chanel chain, how can I be mad? Sweet lil' thing, teriyaki glass
Eat a lil' somethin, mariachi man Beat a lil' somethin, that's a marchin' band
Throw it back for me, best art you can Fallin' in the plans, fallin' out of pants
Goin' in a stance, callin' out a stance, Right quick, hey, right quick, right quick, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Talkin' bout right quick, right quick, right quick, ayy, ayy
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Writer: Jair Golden
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid




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Performed By: Jair Tha Popstar
Language: English
Length: 2:23
Written by: Jair Golden
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