Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Pacific Coast Highway , by - Sean Leon. Song from the album Ninelevenne, The Tragedy, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 22.07.2013
Song language: English
Pacific Coast Highway |
| I thought I told you don’t take it too far |
| Don’t take it too far |
| I thought I told you (through the city with the top down) |
| Don’t take it too far |
| Don’t take it too far |
| I come to you as friend, not foe |
| Just thought that I would let you know… |
| I come to you as friend, not foe |
| Just thought that I would let you know… |
| Okay, no passengers in this Porsche papi |
| Pill poppin' them pills partner |
| Pussy poppin' that Porsche coupe |
| Porsche wheel looking real proper |
| Pardon me but my real father never gave a fuck |
| He never been bothered |
| UH, had me feeling like, UH |
| Had me feeling like what the fuck you want want want want UH |
| I’m that type of nigga |
| To kill a keyboard killa |
| Watch what you typing, nigga |
| Look, My dogs never blog |
| They just hog bitches |
| Then they hit em raw |
| Then they dodge, all of your bitches, uh |
| The moon and the sky never had no shit on I |
| Never ever, never I |
| So whoever, ever, tries |
| Will forever, ever, die |
| Guard your wife with your life |
| Cause I’ll feed her little lies then destroy your little life |
| I am I |
| I’m the I |
| In the win you’ll never eye |
| I may see over heads |
| But there is nobody over me |
| Ninelevenne GPS’ing on the dash |
| Do I find my way to heaven or my way into some ass? |
| Passengers in this Porsche |
| Passengers in this Porsche |
| Passengers in this Porsche |
| Passengers in this Porsche |
| Ain’t no passengers in this Porsche |
| Passengers in this Porsche |
| Passengers in this Porsche |
| Passengers in this Porsche |
| Passengers in this Porsche |
| Ain’t no passengers in this Porsche |
| Passengers in this Porsche |
| Passengers in this Porsche |
| Passengers in this Porsche |
| Passengers in this Porsche |
| Ain’t no passengers in this Porsche |
| I thought I told you… |
| Feeling like it’s happened |
| Cause back when I was rapping, I was never getting pussy |
| Now the pussy’s never absent |
| Now the pussy come with accents |
| If she ain’t fully mixed, she a fraction |
| Foreign features and the fashion |
| Got me stunting on the women from my past tense |
| Got me thinking about the women I was having |
| And how you’ll never get to have them |
| Shit, this is how I had them |
| Like coke, how I bagged them |
| Got throat was my anthem |
| Got throat cause I’m handsome |
| And had some bands for the dancers |
| Heavy is the head, nigga |
| Porsche coupe pussy pop like the whores do |
| She gon' hit me every time a nigga touching down |
| All this pussy on my lap, got to sort through |
| Part 2 |
| Bet she picking my pickle, I pick apart you |
| Pussy niggas, I’m popping, I’m like Pac was |
| Swerve in my lane, I might park you |
| Partly cause my apartment was down in the basement |
| There with my partners |
| But now we done came up, killing the rap game |
| Poking the carcass |
| Sick of this fame shit but that be the same shit you niggas wanting |
| Bitches begging for dick, Niggas begging for mercy |
| I’m begging no pardons |
| Porsche 911, nigga |
| I thought I told you don’t take it too far |
| Don’t take it too far |
| I thought I told you |
| Don’t take it too far |
| Don’t take it too far |