Rubbin Off The Paint (Remix) lyrics

[Intro]
Time travel off a pill, ridin' in my DeLorean
Lean out the seal, now that b*tch not important
Ion gotta pull it, I done got to important
Ion gotta do it I just call up my shorty
That's what I thought you said
Now let me offer this as a rebuttal

[Verse 1]
They like Nord what you doin', I just popped me a Xan
I've been runnin' up the cash, he get blow like a fan
If a n*gga actin' stupid pop his top like a can
It ain't bout all that shootin' I like usin' my hands
N' you n*gga's extra goofy, I don't know that's you mans
Now your b*tch she wanna f*ck me cause she know I got bands
I've been in the deuces Sunday, I'm go pass her instead
Now my bro's they tryna' f*ck her cause she got some good head
Off the med's, yea bih' that's a Xan, never mind the purp
From the can, yeah b*tch I'm the man, get that pus*y merked
n*gga's trash think they rode the beat, I get on the mert
In the past we gone leave that n*gga, leave him on his shirt
You a lame all up in her comments, gasin' tryna' flirt
That's a shame I pull up on her, she pull up her skirt
You a lame you gone chill and let her smoke up all your work
Playin' games I don't play like that, leave a n*gga hurt
Time travel off a pill, ridin' in my DeLorean
Lean out the seal, now that b*tch not important
Ion gotta pull it, I done got to important
Ion gotta do it I just call up my shorty
I just got a quarter pound, runnin' down with my fourty
Trappin' off that Katy Perry, what I call that bih' cordy
Doggy style pound a b*tch when a n*gga get stupid horny
Now that b*tch wanna f*ck me cause you n*ggas too corny