"Poking Out The Gown" lyrics
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Thinkin' should really I use a rubber? Girl, that ass in trouble, beat it on the ground (Beat it on the ground)
Nothin' but pretty girls inside the Sprinter, give 'em what they want, that's how it's goin' down (Nothin' but pretty bitches on the ground)
We can go to Aspen for the winter, lobster tail for dinner, hit it out of town (Yeah, that's what we doin', baby)
I ain't tryna fuck the money up, I buy a business, probably open up a lounge (I ain't tryna fuck it up)
Don't you see my whip's the fastest? Love that money talkin', really gotta make a sound (It ain't really make a sound no more)
Don't you see my bitch the baddest? Ass the fattest, I can see it pokin' out the gown (Don't you see my bitch the baddest?)
All the shit that me and Pablo did, don't tell a soul, I gotta take it to the ground (I won't tell a soul)
Ass in Booby Trap, we go to LIV and then I'm in your ribs, you better not make a sound (Better not make a sound)
Ayy, don't you see my head is spinnin'? Need some rest, it's hard to sleep (See, I'm tired, I'm tired of workin', baby)
Ayy, don't you see your body structure in that leather make me weak? (You should make me buy you Birky, bae)
Ayy, pretty girls, they turn the baddest sittin' in that Bentley seat (Yeah)
Ayy, see this life I'm livin', baby, hit the booth before I eat
Uh, uh
See the way I found your love like it was meant for us to meet
Uh, uh
See what money did to me, I drive that Bentley like a Jeep (Drive it, yeah)
Ayy, don't you see this rockstar life I'm livin'? (See this rockstar life I'm livin')
Don't you see these blessings I was given? (Thank God)
We got pretty bitches skinny-dippin' (Pretty bitches skinny-dippin')
I make sure the family eat
Every time I eat, it's steak and lobster waitin' inside the kitchen
Want this shit so bad 'cause I can't lose (Yeah, I want it bad)
I'm off the shrooms and I'm just thinkin' 'bout the mission
Thinkin' should really I use a rubber? Girl, that ass in trouble, beat it on the ground (Beat it on the ground)
Nothin' but pretty girls inside the Sprinter, give 'em what they want, that's how it's goin' down (Nothin' but pretty bitches on the ground)
We can go to Aspen for the winter, lobster tail for dinner, hit it out of town (Yeah, that's what we doin', baby)
I ain't tryna fuck the money up, I buy a business, probably open up a lounge (I ain't tryna fuck it up, I'm tryna run it up)
Don't you see my whip's the fastest? Love that money talkin', really gotta make a sound (It ain't really make a sound no more)
Don't you see my bitch the baddest? Ass the fattest, I can see it pokin' out the gown (Pokin' out the gown)
All the shit that me and Pablo did, don't tell a soul, I gotta take it to the ground (I won't tell a soul a thing)
Ass in Booby Trap, we go to LIV and then I'm in your ribs, you better not make a sound (Better not make a sound)
And it's time to push it down
Uh
Uh
Thinkin' should really I use a rubber? Girl, that ass in trouble, beat it on the ground (Beat it on the ground)
Nothin' but pretty girls inside the Sprinter, give 'em what they want, that's how it's goin' down (Nothin' but pretty bitches on the ground)
We can go to Aspen for the winter, lobster tail for dinner, hit it out of town (Yeah, that's what we doin', baby)
I ain't tryna fuck the money up, I buy a business, probably open up a lounge (I ain't tryna fuck it up)
Don't you see my whip's the fastest? Love that money talkin', really gotta make a sound (It ain't really make a sound no more)
Don't you see my bitch the baddest? Ass the fattest, I can see it pokin' out the gown (Don't you see my bitch the baddest?)
All the shit that me and Pablo did, don't tell a soul, I gotta take it to the ground (I won't tell a soul)
Ass in Booby Trap, we go to LIV and then I'm in your ribs, you better not make a sound (Better not make a sound)
Ayy, don't you see my head is spinnin'? Need some rest, it's hard to sleep (See, I'm tired, I'm tired of workin', baby)
Ayy, don't you see your body structure in that leather make me weak? (You should make me buy you Birky, bae)
Ayy, pretty girls, they turn the baddest sittin' in that Bentley seat (Yeah)
Ayy, see this life I'm livin', baby, hit the booth before I eat
Uh, uh
See the way I found your love like it was meant for us to meet
Uh, uh
See what money did to me, I drive that Bentley like a Jeep (Drive it, yeah)
Ayy, don't you see this rockstar life I'm livin'? (See this rockstar life I'm livin')
Don't you see these blessings I was given? (Thank God)
We got pretty bitches skinny-dippin' (Pretty bitches skinny-dippin')
I make sure the family eat
Every time I eat, it's steak and lobster waitin' inside the kitchen
Want this shit so bad 'cause I can't lose (Yeah, I want it bad)
I'm off the shrooms and I'm just thinkin' 'bout the mission
Thinkin' should really I use a rubber? Girl, that ass in trouble, beat it on the ground (Beat it on the ground)
Nothin' but pretty girls inside the Sprinter, give 'em what they want, that's how it's goin' down (Nothin' but pretty bitches on the ground)
We can go to Aspen for the winter, lobster tail for dinner, hit it out of town (Yeah, that's what we doin', baby)
I ain't tryna fuck the money up, I buy a business, probably open up a lounge (I ain't tryna fuck it up, I'm tryna run it up)
Don't you see my whip's the fastest? Love that money talkin', really gotta make a sound (It ain't really make a sound no more)
Don't you see my bitch the baddest? Ass the fattest, I can see it pokin' out the gown (Pokin' out the gown)
All the shit that me and Pablo did, don't tell a soul, I gotta take it to the ground (I won't tell a soul a thing)
Ass in Booby Trap, we go to LIV and then I'm in your ribs, you better not make a sound (Better not make a sound)
And it's time to push it down
