Velour Seats

Aye Uh-huh L.M.INATOR Lets talk about these H-town streets man Let's go I'm getting scooped in a drop top coupe with the roof gone My niggas in it, that purple is what they smoking on They old schoolin' so I should call it reefer Aint no blunts, they on papers like Wiz Khalifa We bout to paint the town any color we feelin Then hit the club, and have money fallin from the ceiling Big booty strippers steady sliding out the sky Chiefin' in VIP, cuz we tryna stay high But, not I you can find me at the bar Buying all the alcohol to showcase that I'm a star Lookin at the haters that's watchin me from afar Cuz I den came and got they girl and we on our way to my car Then its back to the hotel, bad bitch named Michelle Get her out her clothes then I cut on us some Maxwell F*ck her then I tell her au revoir After she get's the oui oui it's adios goodbye Riding down the stead sitting on velour seats Looking for a freak to get her in my satin sheets If you didn't see it live you might be in disbelief You see some throwed shit up on these h-town streets Riding down the stead sitting on velour seats Looking for a freak to get her in my satin sheets If you didn't see it live you might be in disbelief You see some throwed shit up on these h-town streets I step in the club and let my shoulder lean so you can see the chain and watch Look at how the precious metals huggin on them colored rocks Bad broad on my left and my right I ain't lookin for trouble but I will bust heads tonight I'm just coolin' tryna get loose Sippin, on some Ciroc mixed in with a lil juice Handcuffing' ya broad my nigga really what's the use Cuz all I gotta do is wink and she's on her way to the booth The do got the speakers booming and quaking' I'm standing behind this chick, her booty's moving and shaking I'm whispering in her ear some might call that caking I'm tryna take this chick home to commence to back breaking Niggas hating but hey playas get chose To take something home and make her get up out her clothes If you look off in our mouth you can tell that we're paid If we smiling while walking by its like a Mardi Gras parade Riding down the stead sitting on velour seats Looking for a freak to get her in my satin sheets If you didn't see it live you might be in disbelief You see some throwed shit up on these h-town streets Riding down the stead sitting on velour seats Looking for a freak to get her in my satin sheets If you didn't see it live you might be in disbelief You see some throwe shit up on these h-town streets Yea you see that candy thang, sittin on them seven swangs Beatin through yo hood before I hit your street you hear my bang Wet paint drippin' like jerry curls on soul glow Open up my trunk and neon lights is all I show Im feelin' good cus my cars looking good And you'd think I'm a lumberjack by how I'm always grippin' wood Seats cornbread I'm sittin' on that jiffy Best believe I got that pump if a nigga tryna get me Slain actor tryna pose as a gangster Fucked with the wrong niggas and they met him with the clapper Clap twice and that's two to your cranium Shots to your head will turn your dome into a stadium Niggas will die tryna ride on 4's They willing to pay that price so they can get on all the hoes You might see me bending your corner sippin' promethazine In a candy coated slab the same color as Listerine Riding down the stead sitting on velour seats Looking for a freak to get her in my satin sheets If you didn't see it live you might be in disbelief You see some throwed shit up on these h-town streets Riding down the stead sitting on velour seats Looking for a freak to get her in my satin sheets If you didn't see it live you might be in disbelief You see some throwe shit up on these h-town streets