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just drive Video (MV)




Performed By: ViK
Language: English
Length: 2:51
Written by: Vivek Sumanam




ViK - just drive Lyrics
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Love aint like back in them days
Hoe you be buggin' on things
Why you be actin' so blatant?
Why you be actin' so fake?
You getting nothing I make
You want my paper, you lame
How did our love get so low?
Y'all just be f*ckin' and go
Who is you, who is you, baby girl?
Who do you, who do you own
I don't want wedding i dont
I know you been round the globe
I cannot bless you to bless
I'd rather marry the bills
At least they give me interest
I just be making assists
I just be making some friends
Why you, why you so involved Look at your life through my lens
F*ck you and f*ck all your friends
Changing them like they some creps
Me and my ones been through red
But we still made it to feb
If I love, I love to 84
Then I'ma die, I'ma guess
Who are you talking to again
Who are you talking to again?
Look at my eyes cause you're so in love
I can tell when you're perplexed
Can't trust the bitch that be in love with the streets
Game is the game man I guess
Part of me broke
Baby you, baby you, baby you call me I'm broke
I just got 40 in cash
You not in love with me fact
YSL, YSL, YSL, baby?
Why you still f*ckin' a hoe
Throwing you around like I'm Holmes
Baby this chapter is closed
No, no
Honestly this city got me hooked
Hey, hey, I just opened doors
Neigh, Neigh, bitches wanna go
Hey, hey
How are we f*ckin' again?
Damn,
Why are we f*ckin' again.
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Love aint like back in them days
Hoe you be buggin' on things
Why you be actin' so blatant?
Why you be actin' so fake?
You getting nothing I make
You want my paper, you lame
How did our love get so low?
Y'all just be f*ckin' and go
Who is you, who is you, baby girl?
Who do you, who do you own
I don't want wedding i dont
I know you been round the globe
I cannot bless you to bless
I'd rather marry the bills
At least they give me interest
I just be making assists
I just be making some friends
Why you, why you so involved Look at your life through my lens
F*ck you and f*ck all your friends
Changing them like they some creps
Me and my ones been through red
But we still made it to feb
If I love, I love to 84
Then I'ma die, I'ma guess
Who are you talking to again
Who are you talking to again?
Look at my eyes cause you're so in love
I can tell when you're perplexed
Can't trust the bitch that be in love with the streets
Game is the game man I guess
Part of me broke
Baby you, baby you, baby you call me I'm broke
I just got 40 in cash
You not in love with me fact
YSL, YSL, YSL, baby?
Why you still f*ckin' a hoe
Throwing you around like I'm Holmes
Baby this chapter is closed
No, no
Honestly this city got me hooked
Hey, hey, I just opened doors
Neigh, Neigh, bitches wanna go
Hey, hey
How are we f*ckin' again?
Damn,
Why are we f*ckin' again.
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Writer: Vivek Sumanam
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