Rdfrd - Number On My Ticket

I swear shawty finer than the number on my ticket
Double parked the whip, told l'shawty get up in it
Where you wanna go baby? Now's your chance to pick it
Cruisin' ocean drive, 65 is the limit
Speed
You can hit my line, I'ma give you what you need
Lookin' like a stallion, I'ma be ya noble steed
Parking lot pimpin', cadillac butter cream
Bass knockin' hella crazy, it could make your ears bleed
This green is gettin' cheaper by the dozen
Shawty on fire, club hotter than a oven
I love the way you smile, you ain't gotta hide from blushin'
Smokin' orange kush, sippin' soda, I be crushin'
Zoom
Cut the music up, bluetooth the hottest tunes
If you ain't gettin money, then I hope you get it soon
We be poppin' bottles like we tryna flood the room
Got your shawty lookin' at me asking what I'm tryna do
Whatchu tryna do? (what?)
Whatchu tryna do? (huh?)
Whatchu tryna do? (what?)
Whatchu tryna do?
Turn me up a notch, I can make ya body boom
Hangin' witcha crew, gettin' reckless I assume
Keep me resurrect, I'ma put it in ya tomb
I don't gotta ask for next, if I know I'm comin' soon
I swear shawty finer than the number on my ticket
Double parked the whip, told l'shawty get up in it
Where you wanna go baby? Now's your chance to pick it
Cruisin' ocean drive, 65 is the limit
Speed
You can hit my line, I'ma give you what you need
Lookin' like a stallion, I'ma be ya noble steed
Parking lot pimpin', cadillac butter cream
Bass knockin' hella crazy, it could make your ears bleed
Floatin out on a ocean
This love is deep baby, devotion
Creatin' motion, it's goin' smoother than some lotion
I'm never ghostin', I swear I'm not that into boastin'
I need ya potion
So give it to me while we coastin
I love it baby, I swear I never knew that you could be the one to save me
We gettin' gravy, gettin' wavy, like Patrick Swazey
We dirty dancin', need it daily
Don't try to play me, I said
I swear shawty finer than the number on my ticket
Double parked the whip, told l'shawty get up in it
Where you wanna go baby? Now's your chance to pick it
Cruisin' ocean drive, 65 is the limit
Speed
You can hit my line, I'ma give you what you need
Lookin' like a stallion, I'ma be ya noble steed
Parking lot pimpin', cadillac butter cream
Bass knockin' hella crazy, it could make your ears bleed

Written by:
Malik Radford

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