Testo Front Seat - Next Town Down
Testo della canzone Front Seat (Next Town Down), tratta dall'album Juliet - EP
SK on it
I can see that ass from the front seat
Baby, can you take it in the back seat, yeah?
Just turn 21 like it's jump street
Take her Downtown like a taxi, yeah (beep, beep)
You goin' make me crash when I hit the gas (beep, beep)
Hundred on the dash when I hit that ass (beep, beep)
Can you roll another blunt, please?
Hit it four leaves, get it lucky, yeah
I don't wanna brag, but I get the bag, yeah (yeah)
Hit it from the back, make you call me Dad, yeah (yeah)
The way you throw that ass like a quarterback, yeah
Giving me them signs like a Zodiac, yeah
Oh, yeah, you stay talkin' to me nice
Oh, yeah, I might have to hit it twice
Hotel, guess you single for the night
Oh well, let me take it to the whip like
I can see that ass from the front seat (front seat)
Baby, can you take it in the back seat, yeah? (Yeah)
Just turn 21 like it's jump street (jump street)
Take her Downtown like a taxi, yeah (beep, beep)
You goin' make me crash when I hit the gas (beep, beep)
Hundred on the dash when I hit that ass (beep, beep)
Can you roll another blunt, please? (Blunt, please?)
Hit it four leaves, get it lucky, yeah
Hunnid thousand dollars on my shawty 'cause she like it (she like it)
Shawty fuck me for my Rollie, I'm too icy (I'm too icy)
She like, "I ain't never had much, but the money don't even excite me" (excite me)
See me when I'm riding up, said I look so good, she'll try me (she'll try me)
Fuck that talking, we gon' do it just like Nike (just like Nike)
We just fuckin', shawty know she is not wifey (wifey)
And just do what she asks me
I don't do no actin' (I don't do no actin')
Hit her right in the backseat (backseat), she ride like taxi (she ride like taxi)
I can see that ass from the front seat (yeah, yeah)
Baby, can you take it in the back seat, yeah? (Woo)
Just turn 21 like it's jump street (jump street)
Take her Downtown like a taxi, yeah (beep, beep)
You goin' make me crash when I hit the gas (beep, beep)
Hundred on the dash when I hit that ass (beep, beep)
Can you roll another blunt, please? (Blunt, please?)
Hit it four leaves, get it lucky, yeah (yeah)
Be my co-pilot, put you on mileage
Baby, we can get away (oh)
Black card endless, spend it no limit
I can buy what you want
Ah yeah, I can't wait to get them clothes off, yeah
And I know the way you like it rough, yeah
Get you single for the night, oh well
Let me take you to the whip like
I can see that ass from the front seat (front seat)
Baby, can you take it in the back seat, yeah? (Yeah?)
Just turn 21 like it's jump street (jump street)
Take her Downtown like a taxi, yeah (beep, beep)
You goin' make me crash when I hit the gas (beep, beep)
Hundred on the dash when I hit that ass (beep, beep)
Can you roll another blunt, please? (Blunt, please?)
Hit it four leaves, get it lucky, yeah (yeah)
(Oh, oh)
Credits
Writer(s): Troy Taylor, John Steven Mcgee, Edrick Miles, Calvin Woods, Daniel Gerard Breland, Trevon Malik Waters, James Richard Jr Long
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