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Uninvited Video (MV)




Performed By: Valee
Featuring: CalBoy
Length: 2:55
Written by: Calvin Woods, Malik Baptiste, Tyler D. Walton, Valee Taylor




Valee - Uninvited Lyrics
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[ Featuring CalBoy ]

I got pocket rocket, forty with thirty, that's nothin' though
Hey, hey (hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm)
Hey, hey (are you feelin' me?)
Hey, hey

I'm stackin' it up, dominoes
Three thousand on kicks, I'm in those
I'm f*ckin' your slut, I been gone
I'm wrappin' it up, like Reynolds (like Reynolds)
Six thou' on the fit, look like plain clothes (like plain)
My coupe fast as f*ck, f*ck popo (f*ck popo)

Hmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm-mmm-mmm (hey, hey)
Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm-mmm-mmm (hey, hey)
Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm-mmm-mmm (hey, hey)
Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm-mmm-mmm

I'm off at 4:30, but I don't work though (work though)
I'm off a Perc 30, I don't know (I don't know)
I'm smokin' exotic, sound like for what though (for what though)
I'm in the two-door, it sound like a truck though (a truck though)
I'm ridin' offsets and they on Pirellis (Pirellis)
I spent three thousand on tires and they not Toyo (not Toyo)
Money in my pocket, I don't got no fifties or twenties, that's not no

I got pocket rocket, forty with thirty, that's nothin though
I got bad bitches rockin' new skirties, but she not flirtin' though
I be drivin' like Kentucky Derby, push button though
I got bitches showin' up uninvited, I f*cked though

Hmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm-mmm-mmm (hey, hey)
Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm-mmm-mmm (hey, hey)
Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm mmm mmm (hey, hey)
Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm-mmm-mmm

Lately, I been rollin' hard
Off the Xanny bars, ay (off the Xanny bars)
Last night, I got so high
I was on the stars, ay (I was on the stars)
Hit the deck, feds hit your block
And we pullin' cards, ay (pullin' cards)
On the block, we was trappin' hard
'Cause it's stack or starve (stack or starve)
Lately, I know there's some niggas, they hate me (hey)
Daily, I'm in the trap on the daily (hey, hey)
Don't play me, you play with that money
We sprayin', yeah (we sprayin')
Exotic my wood, I'm dizzy, you slide in my hood, get busy

Hey, hey, hey, hey, yeah
Hey, hey, hey, hey, yeah

I got pocket rocket, forty with thirty, that's nothin' though
I got bad bitches rockin' new skirties, but she not flirtin' though
I be drivin' like Kentucky Derby, push button though
I got bitches showin' up uninvited, I f*cked though
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I got pocket rocket, forty with thirty, that's nothin' though
Hey, hey (hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm)
Hey, hey (are you feelin' me?)
Hey, hey

I'm stackin' it up, dominoes
Three thousand on kicks, I'm in those
I'm f*ckin' your slut, I been gone
I'm wrappin' it up, like Reynolds (like Reynolds)
Six thou' on the fit, look like plain clothes (like plain)
My coupe fast as f*ck, f*ck popo (f*ck popo)

Hmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm-mmm-mmm (hey, hey)
Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm-mmm-mmm (hey, hey)
Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm-mmm-mmm (hey, hey)
Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm-mmm-mmm

I'm off at 4:30, but I don't work though (work though)
I'm off a Perc 30, I don't know (I don't know)
I'm smokin' exotic, sound like for what though (for what though)
I'm in the two-door, it sound like a truck though (a truck though)
I'm ridin' offsets and they on Pirellis (Pirellis)
I spent three thousand on tires and they not Toyo (not Toyo)
Money in my pocket, I don't got no fifties or twenties, that's not no

I got pocket rocket, forty with thirty, that's nothin though
I got bad bitches rockin' new skirties, but she not flirtin' though
I be drivin' like Kentucky Derby, push button though
I got bitches showin' up uninvited, I f*cked though

Hmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm-mmm-mmm (hey, hey)
Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm-mmm-mmm (hey, hey)
Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm mmm mmm (hey, hey)
Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm-mmm-mmm

Lately, I been rollin' hard
Off the Xanny bars, ay (off the Xanny bars)
Last night, I got so high
I was on the stars, ay (I was on the stars)
Hit the deck, feds hit your block
And we pullin' cards, ay (pullin' cards)
On the block, we was trappin' hard
'Cause it's stack or starve (stack or starve)
Lately, I know there's some niggas, they hate me (hey)
Daily, I'm in the trap on the daily (hey, hey)
Don't play me, you play with that money
We sprayin', yeah (we sprayin')
Exotic my wood, I'm dizzy, you slide in my hood, get busy

Hey, hey, hey, hey, yeah
Hey, hey, hey, hey, yeah

I got pocket rocket, forty with thirty, that's nothin' though
I got bad bitches rockin' new skirties, but she not flirtin' though
I be drivin' like Kentucky Derby, push button though
I got bitches showin' up uninvited, I f*cked though
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Writer: Calvin Woods, Malik Baptiste, Tyler D. Walton, Valee Taylor
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

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