"Regular" lyrics
Yeah, yeah, yeah (P, P-Lo, time to bring the bass back)
Uh, yeah, yeah
Oh, whoa, whoa
Yeah, ay, yeah
Steppin' in, don't matter where I land, that shit regular (Regular)
Twenties, fifties, hunnids in my hand, that shit regular (Regular)
Homie, I could tell that she a fan, that shit regular (Regular)
Hold up, had to tell her to relax, that shit regular (Regular)
Steppin' in, don't matter where I land, that shit regular (Regular)
Twenties, fifties, hunnids in my hand, that shit regular (Regular)
Homie, I could tell that she a fan, that shit regular (Regular)
Hold up, had to tell her to relax, that shit regular (Regular)
Hold up, bitch, this shit red, what I said
Wait, ain't no street close up in my bed like a sandwich
Yeah, first thing we 'bout is the bread
If she think I'm trickin', not sure if she geekin' off the meds
Please believe me, I'm Gucci, gee, gee
They think it's easy, but I just repeat
Ain't got no ceiling, these rappers reaching
Ain't never peaking, discard a feeling, yeah, yeah, yeah
Steppin' in, don't matter where I land, that shit regular (Regular)
Twenties, fifties, hunnids in my hand, that shit regular (Regular)
Homie, I could tell that she a fan, that shit regular (Regular)
Hold up, had to tell her to relax, that shit regular (Ay)
Young P-Lo, yeah, this shit way too regular
Bitch a ho already, one text on my cellular
Young P-Lo, yeah, this shit way too normal
Gotta keep it lit; it's forever, it's immortal
Dippin' and saucin', can't get 'em off it
Bitch, shut up talkin', had it but you lost it
Yeah, I do this often; cold, I'm Steve Austin
Bad little bitch throw it back and I'm lost in, yeah
Steppin' in, don't matter where I land, that shit regular (Regular)
Twenties, fifties, hunnids in my hand, that shit regular (Regular)
Homie, I could tell that she a fan, that shit regular (Regular)
Hold up, had to tell her to relax, that shit regular (Regular)
Steppin' in, don't matter where I land, that shit regular (Regular)
Twenties, fifties, hunnids in my hand, that shit regular (Regular)
Homie, I could tell that she a fan, that shit regular (Regular)
Hold up, had to tell her to relax, that shit regular (Regular)
Uh, yeah, yeah
Oh, whoa, whoa
Yeah, ay, yeah
Steppin' in, don't matter where I land, that shit regular (Regular)
Twenties, fifties, hunnids in my hand, that shit regular (Regular)
Homie, I could tell that she a fan, that shit regular (Regular)
Hold up, had to tell her to relax, that shit regular (Regular)
Steppin' in, don't matter where I land, that shit regular (Regular)
Twenties, fifties, hunnids in my hand, that shit regular (Regular)
Homie, I could tell that she a fan, that shit regular (Regular)
Hold up, had to tell her to relax, that shit regular (Regular)
Hold up, bitch, this shit red, what I said
Wait, ain't no street close up in my bed like a sandwich
Yeah, first thing we 'bout is the bread
If she think I'm trickin', not sure if she geekin' off the meds
Please believe me, I'm Gucci, gee, gee
They think it's easy, but I just repeat
Ain't got no ceiling, these rappers reaching
Ain't never peaking, discard a feeling, yeah, yeah, yeah
Steppin' in, don't matter where I land, that shit regular (Regular)
Twenties, fifties, hunnids in my hand, that shit regular (Regular)
Homie, I could tell that she a fan, that shit regular (Regular)
Hold up, had to tell her to relax, that shit regular (Ay)
Young P-Lo, yeah, this shit way too regular
Bitch a ho already, one text on my cellular
Young P-Lo, yeah, this shit way too normal
Gotta keep it lit; it's forever, it's immortal
Dippin' and saucin', can't get 'em off it
Bitch, shut up talkin', had it but you lost it
Yeah, I do this often; cold, I'm Steve Austin
Bad little bitch throw it back and I'm lost in, yeah
Steppin' in, don't matter where I land, that shit regular (Regular)
Twenties, fifties, hunnids in my hand, that shit regular (Regular)
Homie, I could tell that she a fan, that shit regular (Regular)
Hold up, had to tell her to relax, that shit regular (Regular)
Steppin' in, don't matter where I land, that shit regular (Regular)
Twenties, fifties, hunnids in my hand, that shit regular (Regular)
Homie, I could tell that she a fan, that shit regular (Regular)
Hold up, had to tell her to relax, that shit regular (Regular)
