Le$ (Boss Hogg Outlawz) - Sunday Drive lyrics

(Hook) Yeah, b**h (Girl, I don't wanna be wit you) Yeah, uh (Verse) O.k., head turned up, I'm leaning up on the cla**ical Got leather, light up the sweet, take a pullet, she pa** it You know the smelly aroma, but, sh**, we looking like paper Take a look in they eyes, I swear they lookin' like haters Had dreams of being Tony, but I neva wanna die Write the (???) in my name, hunt that blimp in the sky Neva lost in a high, matter fact, I'm quite focused Lookin' at the com drive, I check the specs on a Lotus I don't really call it dreaming, I just call it plannin' Cause where I said I'd be is exactly where I'm standin' You respectz what we demanding, cause that hustle ain't no joke sponsored links Couple planes, couple boats, take a (???), I can't foc' Exotic b**h up in my beamer, look like Ca**ey with a** 120 miles per hour when I look at the dash She ain't trip it, no, I got it, daddy, keep it in control On the race out for them pessos, my position is the Pope Who n***as play the cut, only busters need attention All those b**hes in my DM's be the ones you n***as mention You see the way we livin', she ain't rockin' wit you lames They seein' how we ballin', but ain't playn in no games I be wit yo chick, that flick on the X-Box Couple of hours, and I letta make the bed rock (Hook) (Girl, I don't wanna be wit you) (Verse) Huh, this that Sunday afternoon sh** Smoking wit the sun in the sky Drive slow, hit the spot on the ride, Been (???) through the city just to see what I could see Takin' in the energy and then I put that sh** on beats See me on the streets, I'm observin', gotta watch my every step Crazy what these n***as do fo' respect, they at their neck(?) If you lookin' like you got it, betta have yourself protection They ain't askin' if it's real when you flexin' I'm caught up in this life but I ain't tryna get out, huh Straight out 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 the n***as hatin' It's God's favorite, and I knew it everytime that I advance That's why I always left it in his hands Smoking, neva stressin', then I fall back in the place I know the n***as bitta, I can see it in they face Push it to the limit, know I like the speed Only half the percentage of what I'm 'bout to be Laughing at all those b**hes that eva doubted me n***a, I only f** wit sayn they proud of me sh** is crazy, but that's how the game go Slow it down and change flows, They can try it, but it ain't the same, no