She Told Me To Recline So I Had To Let Back The Seat Lyrics


She Told Me To Recline So I Had To Let Back The Seat” Lyrics aka “Batman Lyrics” By LPB Poody

She wants Celine, she wants the Gucci

I ride with some hundreds on me, I got the blue cheese

Pull up in a Jeep, I put it on 4G

I want your body, gimme slop top on the front seat

We have gone f^^k for an hour then we gon’ move to the back seat

When you give me a lap dance, baby, watch for the gat, please

Run it back, run it back, run it back, run it back like a track meet

Bae, relax me, you ain’t gotta ask me, huh

G-G huh, I blew her back out

f**kin’ that bi**h got her tappin’ out

Got me bustin’ like the bustin’ the racks out

I got her ridin’ in the four-door, huh

Draped in designer, no Polo, huh

I was in the Wraith, had the White Out

Bought all the cars off of coco

I gotta drape you up

She got bae but she naked with us

I got diamonds, gon’ drip on the p^^^y

Keep ’em in the cut

I keep a bad foreign

She knows that she comin’, of course

Had to throw that fat a*s in the Porsche

Got her face down, that a*s to the north

Yeah, yeah

She wants Celine, she wants the Gucci

I ride with some hundreds on me, I got the blue cheese

Pull up in a Jeep, I put it on 4G

I want your body, gimme slop top on the front seat

We have gone f^^k for an hour then we gon’ move to the back seat

When you give me a lap dance, baby, watch for the gat, please

Run it back, run it back, run it back, run it back like a track meet

Bae, relax me, you ain’t gotta ask me, huh (Dolla $ign)

She wants Celine (‘Line)

I’m the Celine King (‘Line king)

Eat the p^^^y with my grill on

Put it all on my bling bling (Bling-bling)

I call her my Lil’ mama, she wants a Balenciaga (Ooh yeah)

Sippin’ saké at the ‘Bu ’cause we can’t go to Benihana’s

2020, 720S

It’s a race car (Car), better yet it’s a jet

Tint my windows black (Black), gimme toppy at the light (Skrrt)

Is you into that? Baby, pull them panties to the side

We go rounds like some boxing sh^t (Sheesh)

But I give you way more than three-minute increments (Three)

I spent a hundred on a ring on my pinky (Ring)

She said she love me every time when I’m leavin’ (Leave)

I’m a f^^king s^x symbol (Sheesh)

 

She wants Celine, she wants the Gucci

I ride with some hundreds on me, I got the blue cheese

Pull up in a Jeep, I put it on 4G

I want your body, gimme slop top on the front seat

We have gone f^^k for an hour then we gon’ move to the back seat

When you give me a lap dance, baby, watch for the gat, please

Run it back, run it back, run it back, run it back like a track meet

Bae, relax me, you ain’t gotta ask me, huh


Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published.