Will you drive home to me?
Real ride or die shit
Tired of being lonely, girl
I don't know just how you do it
But you do it to me
Only one I got my eyes on, truthfully
And if I die before you
Bury my Ksubi jeans
I'll break bread with you till then
Everybody growing up paint me as a villain
All I ever wanted was a whip, no ceiling
Ask me if I have old friends?
No feelings
All I ever wanted was some money make a killing
All I ever wanted was some money and a girl to share it with
I'm a big dog, anything you want, take care of it
I'm a ninety-nine baby
I'm the last of the real
Imma drip from the ceiling down like a chandelier
All them other dudes lame
You can't get this type of feel
Oh yeah, if you wanna get at me get here
Drive home
Let's get stoned
Add some extra noise, TV on
We get stoned
Then get it on
That's the type of timing I'm on
Will you drive home to me?
Real ride or die shit
Tired of being lonely, girl
I don't know just how you do it
But you do it to me
Only one I got my eyes on, truthfully
And if I die before you
Bury my Ksubi jeans
I'll break bread with you till then
Everybody growing up paint me as a villain
All I ever wanted was a whip, no ceiling
Ask me if I have old friends?
No feelings
All I ever wanted was some money make a killing
All I ever wanted was some money and a girl to share it with
I'm a big dog, anything you want, take care of it
Yung Crusha - 99' baby Lyrics
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English
Will you drive home to me?
Real ride or die shit
Tired of being lonely, girl
I don't know just how you do it
But you do it to me
Only one I got my eyes on, truthfully
And if I die before you
Bury my Ksubi jeans
I'll break bread with you till then
Everybody growing up paint me as a villain
All I ever wanted was a whip, no ceiling
Ask me if I have old friends?
No feelings
All I ever wanted was some money make a killing
All I ever wanted was some money and a girl to share it with
I'm a big dog, anything you want, take care of it
I'm a ninety-nine baby
I'm the last of the real
Imma drip from the ceiling down like a chandelier
All them other dudes lame
You can't get this type of feel
Oh yeah, if you wanna get at me get here
Drive home
Let's get stoned
Add some extra noise, TV on
We get stoned
Then get it on
That's the type of timing I'm on
Will you drive home to me?
Real ride or die shit
Tired of being lonely, girl
I don't know just how you do it
But you do it to me
Only one I got my eyes on, truthfully
And if I die before you
Bury my Ksubi jeans
I'll break bread with you till then
Everybody growing up paint me as a villain
All I ever wanted was a whip, no ceiling
Ask me if I have old friends?
No feelings
All I ever wanted was some money make a killing
All I ever wanted was some money and a girl to share it with
I'm a big dog, anything you want, take care of it
Real ride or die shit
Tired of being lonely, girl
I don't know just how you do it
But you do it to me
Only one I got my eyes on, truthfully
And if I die before you
Bury my Ksubi jeans
I'll break bread with you till then
Everybody growing up paint me as a villain
All I ever wanted was a whip, no ceiling
Ask me if I have old friends?
No feelings
All I ever wanted was some money make a killing
All I ever wanted was some money and a girl to share it with
I'm a big dog, anything you want, take care of it
I'm a ninety-nine baby
I'm the last of the real
Imma drip from the ceiling down like a chandelier
All them other dudes lame
You can't get this type of feel
Oh yeah, if you wanna get at me get here
Drive home
Let's get stoned
Add some extra noise, TV on
We get stoned
Then get it on
That's the type of timing I'm on
Will you drive home to me?
Real ride or die shit
Tired of being lonely, girl
I don't know just how you do it
But you do it to me
Only one I got my eyes on, truthfully
And if I die before you
Bury my Ksubi jeans
I'll break bread with you till then
Everybody growing up paint me as a villain
All I ever wanted was a whip, no ceiling
Ask me if I have old friends?
No feelings
All I ever wanted was some money make a killing
All I ever wanted was some money and a girl to share it with
I'm a big dog, anything you want, take care of it
Writer: Nicholas Duco
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