Lyrics Wreck - Bobby Valentino

Wreck

Wassup
Its me… Bobby V
You remember me
Right?
Damn Baby just hit the parking brake
You know what you are in for
We on the interstate
You got me bout to errrr
Got me bout to errrr
Got me bout to errr
Got me bout to wreck
Im swervin in the Porsche switchin lanes in the middle of the night
Damn hope Po Po dont stop us
Damn I wanna ger her home so i can hit this right
Woman you gon have yo chance to act up
If you wait I can come with the stakes for ya (take it off)
You can really ride shotgun with me (take it off)
Only difference you ain’t gotta (click, click) that seat belt for safety
You can get it too early (ain't gotta make no stops)
You ain’t gotta feel (Claustrophobic when you chokin)
Babe just let go
Damn its so random ya candy-painted
If you could wait just another 3 ill pop yo top off
You will know why my names in the game when i knock yo socks off
One thing I promise, once i tilt yo head, arch yo back
Turn you around on my fitted cap
You ain’t gon to be able to stop this
Damn Baby just hit the parking brake
You know what you are in for
We on the interstate
You got me bout to errrr
Got me bout to errrr
Got me bout to errr
Got me bout to wreck
Damn Baby just hit the parking brake
You know what you are in for
We on the interstate
You got me bout to errrr
Got me bout to errrr
Got me bout to errr
Got me bout to wreck
(Slower) Im flashin pictures
(One more) yeah that position
(Come on) you said come get this (let me take my time and kiss it)
(Show off), Damn you on a mission
(No No) Shawty you real different
I can hit, no trip, you sip, not bad for a chick that ain’t never done this
Damn its so random ya candy-painted
If you could wait just another 3 Ill pop yo top off
You will know why my names in the game when I knock yo socks off
One thing I promise, once I tilt yo head, arch yo back
Turn you around on my fitted cap
You ain’t gon be able to stop this
Damn Baby just hit the parking brake
You know what you are in for
We on the interstate
You got me bout to errrr
Got me bout to errrr
Got me bout to errr
Got me bout to wreck
Swervin out the parking lot
Bobby V and S dot
Swervin out the parking lot
Bobby V and S dot
Of course these niggas would hate to like me
Number one spot for four or five weeks
Made you slow down but now Im back seat
Yo main, my cuddy but she ya wifey
Enough of that poppin talkin bout me
All we need to talk about is yo cheeks
Damn you lookin like you can’t wait to bite me
Imma show you the reason they call me B V
Cmon
Tilt yo head, arch yo back
Imma show you the reason they call me B V
Tilt yo head, arch yo back
Dont look like that I like to go deep
Tilt yo head, arch yo back
Imma show you the reason they call me B V
Tilt yo head, arch yo back
Dont look like that I like to go deep
Damn Babe
Damn Baby just hit the parking brake
You know what you are in for
We on the interstate
You got me bout to errrr
Got me bout to errrr
Got me bout to errr
Got me bout to wreck
Damn Baby just hit the parking brake
You know what you are in for
We on the interstate
You got me bout to errrr
Got me bout to errrr
Got me bout to errr
Got me bout to wreck
Indeed
Next time I might need a hand
Need to take a whiff of this
Bobby V and S Dot
A town
They dont know what it is