Hellcats SRTs lyrics

by

Sexyy Red


[Intro]
(Young Rari)
Yoom, yoom
It's Sexyy
Yeah
Bad b*tches, we like fast cars
We like n*ggas that sell drugs with fast cars (Skrrt, skrrt)

[Chorus]
Hellcats, SRTs, n*gga, come pull up on me
Drive the car fast, do the dash, it make my coochie leak
Real bad b*tch sittin' pretty, thousand for the weave
Fingernails exotic, gotta look cute when I'm smokin' weed
Trackhawk, say he wanna eat it, put that sh*t in park (Skrrt)
Bend it over, I'm from St. Louis, say he like my arch
Tell that n*gga cash out for a whip if he want my heart
Playin' with my coochie while he drive, we on our way to Mars (Yoom)

[Verse 1]
Put the Benz in sport mode, n*gga, I ain't no regular ho
I-I don't do insurance for my whips, this ain't Geico
Key my car, you want to, stupid b*tch, yeah, I bite hoes
Diamonds bussin' through the tints and my car a light show
Drop-drop the top on the 'Rari, hope the wind don't snatch my wig
Bankroll Sexyy Red, b*tch, you know I do it big
I be smokin' Zaza out the pack, you hoes be smokin' cigs
Been that b*tch since I was in first grade, I put that on my kid
[Chorus]
Hellcats, SRTs, n*gga, come pull up on me (Yoom)
Drive the car fast, do the dash, it make my coochie leak
Real bad b*tch sittin' pretty, thousand for the weave
Fingernails exotic, gotta look cute when I'm smokin' weed
Trackhawk, say he wanna eat it, put that sh*t in park
Bend it over, I'm from St. Louis, say he like my arch
Tell that n*gga cash out for a whip if he want my heart
Playin' with my coochie while he drive, we on our way to Mars

[Verse 2]
You drunk? You swervin', I'm Sexyy, so he nervous
Bussin' hooks with my n*gga in a foreign, servin' (Yoom)
R-real bad b*tch, ain't nothin' average, that's for certain
He used to can't handle Big Sexyy, but he learnin'
B-bounce my ass in traffic, you in a hooptie, ho, you lackin'
Pull up in somethin' fast, you know I bring out all the ratchets
D-drive the Hellcat with no license, I'm a savage
He used to f*ck with lames now he f*ckin' with the baddest (Sexyy)

[Chorus]
Hellcats, SRTs, n*gga, come pull up on me
Drive the car fast, do the dash, it make my coochie leak
Real bad b*tch sittin' pretty, thousand for the weave
Fingernails exotic, gotta look cute when I'm smokin' weed
Trackhawk, say he wanna eat it, put that sh*t in park
Bend it over, I'm from St. Louis, say he like my arch
Tell that n*gga cash out for a whip if he want my heart (Yeah)
Playin' with my coochie while he drive, we on our way to Mars
[Outro]
Hellcats, SRTs, n*gga, come pull up on me (Yoom)
Hellcats, SRTs, n*gga, come pull up on me (Yoom)
Hellcats, SRTs, n*gga, come pull up on me (Yoom)
Hellcats, SRTs, n*gga, come and nut in me (Yoom, we out)
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