Come and See Me

Album: Ludaversal (2015)
  • 6 fifteens, candy coated riding clean
    Every time I pull out a new whip I cause a scene
    Rolling through my hood, I told 'em pimpin' ain't that easy
    So whatever you need, little buddy, come and see me
    (Come and see me) Come and see me
    (Come and see me) Come and see me
    Whatever you need, little buddy, come and see me
    (Come and see me) Come and see me
    (Come and see me) Come and see me
    Whatever you need, little buddy, come and see me

    I'm talking Monte Carlos, Crown Vics, Cadillacs and Regals
    If I get pulled over, everything I got's illegal
    But I ain't got no worries I got Jesus riding shotgun
    Knowing that I need a meal ticket and I can't stop until I got one

    Shit, I'm whippin' cutty bubble bucket busty, bitches love to ride too
    Hanging out the window front and central like a late-night Wendy's drive through
    Tweeters, speakers, jeekers fiendin', diamond in the back my nigga
    I got two white girls, think I oughta have a curl in return of the mack, my nigga

    It's the return of the 'Lac
    Riding on so many horses they think I'm playing polo
    Candy paint drippin' like a Jheri curl, nigga, I'mma let my soul glo
    Fleet, flickin', screaming, bitches, pitchin', counter, past fate
    And all of the women get jealous cause of the way my car can make its ass shake

    Last to base, in the face
    The law's right beside me, my window tint, dawg
    My rims are too large
    As soon as I hit the back road bet the law can't find me
    Ridin', candy paint with two poles in the trunk
    Popped up twice with two hoes in the trunk
    Disturb our peace with fifteens that thump
    Duck my slab get sawed off with the pump

    6 fifteens, candy coated riding clean
    Every time I pull out a new whip I cause a scene
    Rolling through my hood, I told 'em pimpin' ain't that easy
    So whatever you need, little buddy, come and see me
    (Come and see me) Come and see me
    (Come and see me) Come and see me
    Whatever you need, little buddy, come and see me
    (Come and see me) Come and see me
    (Come and see me) Come and see me
    Whatever you need, little buddy, come and see me

    I got two floors in my trunk, club lights in my trunk
    I charge at the door them hoes hit the floor, we have club nights in my trunk
    Cause it's an earthquake when I park, I keep a UFO in my yard
    My wheels so big when I swing my whip I can high five God, lord

    I could skydive off of the top of the roof, rims taller than King Kong
    Riding around looking for an ass that I could sit my drink on
    My seats warm, my drink cold, my paint dry, but her mouth wet
    Suffocate that ho till that bitch look like Smurfette

    007 pressin' more buttons, I got all these gadgets, ho
    I got all these alpine, it could turn a square chick ratchet, ho
    Neon lights shine neon bright that I could direct all this traffic, ho
    Young and wise my 9 to 5 would be a vortex if I crash it, ho

    Like a head on collision with a red bone mouth colder than Michigan
    Reach in that glove box and I got more rubbers than Michelin
    I'm feeling like Yao Ming in the whip (why?) I need more leg room
    So I hit a switch and the whole back seat turned into a god damn bedroom

    6 fifteens, candy coated riding clean
    Every time I pull out a new whip I cause a scene
    Rolling through my hood, I told 'em pimpin' ain't that easy
    So whatever you need, little buddy, come and see me
    (Come and see me) Come and see me
    (Come and see me) Come and see me
    Whatever you need, little buddy, come and see me
    (Come and see me) Come and see me
    (Come and see me) Come and see me
    Whatever you need, little buddy, come and see me

    Okay now, ho, pour out that drinking watch me fire up that blunt
    Anybody getting outta line don't make me pop my fuckin' trunk
    (Don't make you pop our fuckin' trunk)
    Don't make me pop my fuckin' trunk
    Anybody getting outta line don't make me pop my fuckin' trunk

    Okay, now bow down when you see me, don't be trippin' on the thump
    Anybody getting outta line don't make me pop my fuckin' trunk
    (Don't make you pop our fuckin' trunk)
    Don't make me pop my fuckin' trunk
    Anybody getting outta line don't make me pop my fuckin' trunk
    Hold upWriter/s: CHRISTOPHER BRIDGES, PIERRE SLAUGHTER, JUSTIN SCOTT, MICHAEL WILLIAMS
    Publisher: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group, BMG Rights Management
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