Off the Train Lyrics – Way Rawl
Singer: Way Rawl
Title: Off the Train
One shot a Tequila
Pop performance like Stella
So hot!
This one is for the summer
Last night is all I could remember
Up in the club
Getting piece for my love
Hands full of guap-guap
What else can a n#gg# want
Hundred bottle of that X.O
Lets get it on
Can’t you hear the train tripping?
And all my n#gg#s who came pimping
Will be sipping patron
Now, tell me (get him, get him)
What’s a beat to a drummer?
Aahn!
What’s a rock to a stunner?
Aahn!
What’s a grand hustler to a Bimma?
Why you acting like ain’t up in ya (blah-blah-blah)
Boy, you better drop back
Before I hit you with the leanеr
And make you a believеr
I’m the reason
My god, they be yelling
Oh my god Jesus
Cause I came with the priest’s pieces
So I must be the realist
Aaahn!
I’m off the train
Alcoholic brain
I’m about to make it rain
I’m fully octane
Tell the boy
Put the metal to the metal
That’s a one point game
We don’t care what you claim
This is what you ain’t
Action Jackson on the bloody Apple Paint
Off the chain break
Game record straight
No fake
Yea, that’s New Jack Chrome
Sitting on that fame (on that frame)
One shot a Tequila
Pop performance like Stella
So hot!
This one is for the summer
Last night is all I could remember
Up in the club
Getting piece for my love
Hands full of guap-guap
What else can a n#gg# want
Hundred bottle of that X.O
Lets get it on
Can’t you hear the train tripping?
And all my n#gg#s who came pimping
Will be sipping patron
b#tch!
Grey goose popping
Pants ain’t slacking
Keep that n#gg# out
We ain’t hash-tagging
Put her on the train
Trick now you know
We trapping
Facebook on you loser
Stop
Look at that #ss
Cause I like them long legged like Aaliyah
Quarter leg like Tina
God body like Zena
This girl remind me
Of Martin Lawrence and Gina
One shot a Tequila
She’s a tiger
I’m a cheater
That’s enough reason to leaver her
But if she rocking that
St. Laurent, 9West
That could make you a believer
Givenchy ah yes
She’s a keeper
My girl carry that #ss and the heater
I don’t want no Poodle b#tch (yea-yea)
I want a Retriever
I give it to her triple
Sunrise on that Virgin Tequila (yeah)
That’s another week
I’m spending in Cuba
One shot a Tequila
Pop performance like Stella
So hot!
This one is for the summer
Last night is all I could remember
Up in the club
Getting piece for my love
Hands full of guap-guap
What else can a n#gg# want
Hundred bottle of that X.O
Lets get it on
Can’t you hear the train tripping?
And all my n#gg#s who came pimping (blah-blah-blah)
Will be sipping patron
sh#t I’m up the pot kitchen
Ice on my gold chain chipping
Selling out
That’s rat mission
Betty Crocker (get him, get him)
If she got no head
You know that’s a chicken
I’m chilling
Top billing
DJ spinning
You know a b#tch don’t want you
When you got no feeling
Stop grilling
Keep on wishing (get him, get him)
I be fronting on you n#gg#s
Like the bulls Scottie Pippen
Listen
Who the f#ck you think you f in
Blood in the water with reverend
One plus one that’s eleven
Louie V
I’m back to my coherent
One step
I’m tatted up whoa
I got that grinding DNA in my essence
Buck Town Sniff and Wesson
You better keep a reckon
Before you check in
Like a gold chain
Yeah boy, put it on my game record
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