JoRac - BMW (feat. Guy Beats)

I'm in that BMW
Pull up no roof with no mileage
I bought it new
I got money double you
I can afford anything
So I bought her two
What's your bitch with you for
I ran it up so much
I think I forgot the score
I put points on the board
And I put me feet on the floor
of the foreign
Whipping this bitch 'til I flip it
I'm hopping out
I'm getting right in the Porsche
Some of these people don't like me
Because I be wearing shit
They can't afford
I just bought everything
That they be selling
And I'm coming back for some more
I'm in that bitch so much
That they be changing the name
Put my name on the store
Filling our cups with the liquor
We hitting them greens
We letting it soar
Don't give a fuck 'bout the pace
Take that shit to the face
And we call it at four
That girl she new to the city
I'm picking her up
And I give her the tour
Taking her back to my place
We fuck on the elevator
Up to the floor
Never been outside the country
But you know I'm bringing it back
With a foreign
I told you not to sleep on me
But look at you
I can hear all of you snoring
I got a bad bitch she back at the house
I can't help it if she's feeling horny
You try to do what I do
But you can't because
You be acting really corny
I rule every part of it
Like I'm in parliament
Platinum card yeah you know
I'ma keep charging it
Four door garage and I
Got me some cars in it
Money inside the duffel and
I'm guarding it
Ball for my brothers
My sister my mother
My father
My neck in that water
My wrist looking polar
My energy solar
That's not what I ordered
She give me some kitty
Just hundreds no fifties
You come to my city
You know that we litty
You gotta pay for a mortgage
I gotta crib it's a fortress
You gotta pay for the storage
Got me more room for a Martin
Pressing the button to start it
Never thought twice when I bought it
I got the ball never drop it
I don't keep a strap
But I'm still loaded up
They keep tryna keep me down
But I'm coming up
It's my last night here
So we turning up
Don't remember where I was
Where I ended up
Gotta whole lot of shit in the back
Gotta cover that up when they all
Come rolling
We don't got time for this shit
Put the gear into fifth
And we pull off get to running
Yeah I got the plug baby girl
What you want baby girl
I can get you what you're craving
Money getting low
Gotta pay for the boat
But I make it back
Before the day ends
I'm gonna bring it back around
I got bitches who are down
Let me show you what I'm about
This is a first round knockout
When I be picking that whip
I know exactly which one
I wanna take out
I'm in that BMW
Pull up no roof with no mileage
I bought it new
I got money double you
I can afford anything
So I bought her two
What's your bitch with you for
I ran it up so much
I think I forgot the score
I put points on the board
And I put me feet on the floor
of the foreign

Written by:
Anthony Caro

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