Arthur McArthur - Moscow Mule lyrics

[Intro] What about, what about you? Ooh ooh You, ooh, ay Prime forever Yeah [Verse 1] You know I'm tryna get that coochie yah You know I love the way it's Gucci yah But I ain't tryna be too pushy, no Just tell me when it's Gucci, when it's good to go Where you going lil mama? I'm tryna pull up with you Let's hit up Neimans I'm down to f** up the store with you I got a fetish for stunning women in denim She a one on one she like the number eleven She got on Burberry that make me wanna rip it off I'm sipping lean it help me balance out the addy She on the purp she like to mix it with the xannies I got the bars I let her pop 'em like they candies You can never see me with no randies I break bread with my brothers that's a family Prime forever you know we like Roc-A-Fella It's Jimmaveli, yeah tell me who do it better Codeine dripping on my Christian Dior I'm just tryna get my foot through the door I know they watch 'cause the Rolex watches The foreign cars and the Audemar boxes [Hook] But I just poured the red in the soda I don't know why they pulled me over I think they hate me 'cause the color of my skin She wanna f** me 'cause the places that I've been Forty acres and a Moscow Mule I'm living good n***a what about you? Forty acres and a Moscow Mule I'm living good n***a what about, what about you? [Verse 2] Hit up Harlem pull up on the stoops Hit up Cali feelin' like I'm Snoop Drop the roof on the coupé whoop de whoop Go MIA and I feel like Uncle Lou I'm in a blue Mercedes rolling down a dirt road Headed to a place you've never seen Ain't nothing wrong with that strong ace and medicine Let's get it popping your number one option Jimmy the bull, I'm bleeding Pour up a four like the seasons I'm 'bout to freeze it, yeah I bet that please her Let her taste the sauce a little just to tease her [Hook] But I just poured the red in the soda I don't know why they pulled me over I think they hate me 'cause the color of my skin She wanna f** me 'cause the places that I've been Forty acres and a Moscow Mule I'm living good n***a what about you? Forty acres and a Moscow Mule I'm living good n***a what about what about you? Oo, oo You, you, yeah