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[L.E.S.]


"Sunday Drive"


Yeah, bitch
(Girl why don't you be with me)
Yeah, uh

Ok, hat turned back, I'm leaning up on the classic
I let her light up the sweet, take a pull then she pass it
You know they smell the aroma, but, shit, we looking like paper
Take a look in they eyes, I swear they lookin' like haters
Had dreams of being Tony, but I never wanna die
[?] in my name, hunt that blimp in the sky
Never lost in a high, matter fact, I'm quite focused
Lookin' at the car and driver, I check the specs on the Lotus
I don't really call it dreamin', I just call it plannin'
Cause where I said I'd be, is exactly where I'm standin'
That respect's what we demanding, cause that hustle ain't no joke
Couple planes, couple boats, take a cam' I can't
Foc'
Exotic bitch up in my beamer, look like Cassey with ass
120 miles per hour when I looked at the dash
She ain't tripping, no, I got it, daddy, keep it in control
On the race out for them pesos, my position is the pole
Cool niggas play the cut, only busters need attention
All them ho's in my DM's, be the ones you niggas mention
You see the way we livin', she ain't rockin' with you lames
They seein' that we ballin', but ain't playin' in no games
I be with yo chick that flips on the X-Box
Couple of hours, then I make her let the bed rock

(Girl why don't you be with me)

Uhh, this that Sunday afternoon shit
Smoking with the sun in the sky
Drive slow, ain't a spot on the ride
Bending corners through the city just to see what I could see
Takin' in the energy and then I put that shit on beats
See me on them streets, I'm observin', gotta watch my every step
Crazy what these niggas do for respect, they at your neck [?]
If you lookin' like you got it, better have your some protection
They ain't asking if it's real when you flexin'
I'm caught up in this life but I ain't trying to get out, huh
Straight up to the top, I think I found us a route, huh
I need a lil' gas, but it looks like I could make it
Hey, look, we almost there and I can tell them niggas hatin' (fuck it)
It's God's favorite, and I knew it everytime that I advance
That's why I always left it in his hands
Smoking, never stressin', let it fall right into place
I know them niggas bit, I can see it in they face
Push it to the limit, know I like the speed
Only at a percentage of what I'm 'bout to be
Laughing at all them bitches that ever doubted me
Niggas I only fuck with sayin' they proud of me
Shit is crazy, but that's how the game go
Slow it down and change flow
They can try it, but it ain't the same, no

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