Brett Michael - Pushin' Freestyle lyrics

Asta Luego, I seen pounds in a day go faster than murcielago man I hope she ain't Prego, triple stacks n syrup, that's ego's, or it's just another day in the life, better hide your kids man hide your wife cause my swag so official, she got magnums her purse, I need a bag for this pistol yeah, her body bad, corruption, big wood nailing in the frame, construction, I said get your David lee Roth on and don't speak for the eruption. When I spark the L, I light up the world, n' if y'all can't tell well that's my girl, she keeps the room spinning on me, sporting mad crystals screaming spend it all on me, if you want to call me hit up your boy, I guarantee he's going to say “I got her on me, how much you need? Enough to sell? Enough to cut it up and still have a few Ls?” I f** with piff it ain't hard to tell, cash flow like water yours ain't that well, heaven or hell, either way I'm going out blazing, no ex in the text but I still feel amazing, uh, shawtay like a goddess, got me praising, pick her off the tree, dry her out like a raisin, go into the fields of gra**, I'm grazing, 5-0 show up then they tazing, until then pick that bong up and throw some purple haze in, man I hope I hear this on a station. I got to (keep on)