| She want Celine, she want the Gucci
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| I ride with some hundreds on me, I got the blue cheese
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| Pull up in a Jeep, I put it on Forgi'
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| I want your body, gimme slop top on the front seat
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| We gone fuck for an hour then we gon' move to the back seat
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| When you give me a lap dance, baby, watch for the gat, please
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| Run it back, run it back, run it back, run it back like a track meet
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| Bae, relax me, you ain’t gotta ask me, huh
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| G-G huh, I blew her back out
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| Fuckin' that bitch got her tappin' out
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| Got me bustin' like bustin' the racks out
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| I got her ridin' in the four door, huh
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| Draped in designer, no Polo, huh
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| I was in the Wraith at the Waldorf
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| Bought all the cars off of coco
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| I gotta drape you up
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| She got bad bitches naked with us
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| I got diamonds, gon' drip on the pussy
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| Keep 'em in the cut
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| I keep a bad foreign
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| She know that she comin', of course
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| Had to throw that fat ass in the Porsche
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| Got her face down, that ass to the north
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| Yeah, yeah
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| She want Celine, she want the Gucci
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| I ride with some hundreds on me, I got the blue cheese
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| Pull up in a Jeep, I put it on Forgi'
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| I want your body, gimme slop top on the front seat
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| We gone fuck for an hour then we gon' move to the back seat
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| When you give me a lap dance, baby, watch for the gat, please
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| Run it back, run it back, run it back, run it back like a track meet
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| Bae, relax me, you ain’t gotta ask me, huh (Dolla $ign)
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| She want Celine ('Line)
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| I’m the Celine King ('Line king)
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| Eat the pussy with my grill on
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| Put it all on my bling bling (Bling bling)
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| I call her my lil' mama, she want new Balenciaga (Ooh yeah)
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| Sippin' saké at the 'Bu 'cause we can’t go to Benihana’s
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| It’s a race car (Car), better yet it’s a jet
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| Tint my windows black (Black), gimme toppy at the light (Skrrt)
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| Is you into that? |
| Baby, pull them panties to the side
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| We go rounds like some boxing shit (Sheesh)
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| But I give you way more than three minute increments (Three)
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| I spent a hundred on a ring on my pinky (Ring)
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| She said she love me every time when I’m leavin' (Leave)
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| I’m a fucking sex symbol (Sheesh)
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| She want Celine, she want the Gucci
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| I ride with some hundreds on me, I got the blue cheese
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| Pull up in a Jeep, I put it on Forgi'
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| I want your body, gimme slop top on the front seat
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| We gone fuck for an hour then we gon' move to the back seat
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| When you give me a lap dance, baby, watch for the gat, please
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| Run it back, run it back, run it back, run it back like a track meet
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| Bae, relax me, you ain’t gotta ask me, huh |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Bacc Seat , by - Roddy Ricch. Song from the album Please Excuse Me For Being Antisocial, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп