Red Leather Beamer

Oh Yea! (UH-uhh-uhh) Oh Yea! (UH-uhh-uhh) We in a 2 seater, Red Leather Beamer You can't tell us none, more than one hunnid' on the meter We got Red Bottoms on out feet-uh They bloody underneath-uh but the comfy like adidas My nose runnin' like a cheetah My girl a diva, pull her hair like it's a leash-uh Her name Aleesha and She likes to roll my weed up We on the freeway in that Red Leather interior We look mysterious Me and My boys drop shit We ain't into no talkin' shit We ain't into no politics But we into that poppin' shit My gun go 'round 'round 'round 'round 'round 'round My gun go 'round 'round 'round 'round 'round 'round Lets have a Hot Summer A Hot Boy need a Hot Momma She from Bahamas but can't cook like the one from Tijuana Needa Moanna, Only girls in my Dm's Fionas And I don't mean to come off rude but I keep it one hunna Do You know who I am Or where I go Do You know where I'm from Or who I know 'Cause if I told You promise You wouldn't be this in-tune Don't need nobody trippin' over the things that I do We in a 2 seater, Red Leather Beamer You can't tell us none, more than one hunnid' on the meter We got Red Bottoms on out feet-uh They bloody underneath-uh but the comfy like adidas My nose runnin' like a cheetah My girl a diva, pull her hair like it's a leash-uh Her name Aleesha and She likes to roll my weed up We on the freeway in that Red Leather interior We look mysterious Me and My boys drop shit We ain't into no talkin' shit We ain't into no politics But we into that poppin' shit My gun go 'round 'round 'round 'round 'round 'round My gun go 'round 'round 'round 'round 'round 'round