1.Right Now
Writer(s)：Cashius Green, Pheo.
Mixing：Cashius Green, Pheo.
Right, right, right,right, right now, not now
Right now, not now, right now
Right, right, right,right, right now, not now
Right now, not now, right now
Leave me lone when I sip Patron
You gotta get home, but I rode the zone
Babe, so fine, can't even taste!
Hit the block and lean and start purple gray
Baby page me, you forgot to pay me
Who do you think you're playing？
Got my pimping from the 70s
With that lil magazine cover me
'got you sprung like young momma when she married you,
Stop it!
Why you got a roof and you can't even drop it
Chop it, meet a hoe in a lobby!
Ro-ro-rose put a flow, pop a bottle, who shot me？
Off for two days, about thirty some '
Eight time traffic, didn't even see this coming
Knot in my stomach turned to butterflies (butterflies).
Never go broke, but the nigga still bumming
Flyer than your bitch dumb clubbing
I ain't beneath the play (I ain't beneath the play)
I'm the player to pay (I'm the player to play)
All black in the night (all black in the night )
All white in the day.
She asked me, 'can you drive me out, will ok？'
Put my soul back in our Chevrolet!
Back to the town intoxicate
And I still ain't about to call it a deal.
Hook：
Right, right, right,right, right now, not now, right now
I need a drink!
Right, right, right,right, right now, not now, right now
I need a smoke!
Right, right, right,right, right now, not now, right now
I need my girl!
Right, right, right,right, right now, not now, right now
Ange-Ange-Angelina, do you got the keys to the beamer？
Stich your guts, feel'
And the paramedics, what your leaders？
And I ain't even hop about the beamer
So make a right turn, na, na! Right now!
Pull up to the right style
Kick the door down, kicking to your door downstairs
Go into the drawers, caught her sniff your underwear!
Super weirdo, let me clear my (clear my) throat
Coogie and the Jones put some.. in your home.
Let, let me get it lucid, I don't usually
What you do to me is just cancer
I get this water on me.
Part of me just stepping casually
Trying not to step the leather on my'
Get ghost up in this bitch like J-Lo!
I ain't beneath the play (I ain't beneath the play)
I'm the player to pay (I'm the player to play)
All black in the night (all black in the night )
All white in the day.
She asked me, 'can you drive me out, will ok？'
Put my soul back in our Chevrolet!
Back to the town intoxicate
And I still ain't about to call it a deal.
Hook：
Right, right, right,right, right now, not now, right now
I need a drink!
Right, right, right,right, right now, not now, right now
I need a smoke!
Right, right, right,right, right now, not now, right now
I need my girl!
Right, right, right,right, right now, not now, right now
2.What You Like
Writer(s)：Cashius Green
Mixing：Cashius Green
3.Get Yo Change
Writer(s)：Cashius Green, Pheo.
Mixing：Cashius Green, Pheo.
4.Servin'
Writer(s)：Cashius Green, Pheo.
Mixing：Cashius Green, Pheo.
5.Cameras On
Writer(s)：Cashius Green, Pheo.
Mixing：Cashius Green, Pheo.
Don't need no enemies or frenemies
Don't need no fake bitches here with me
Just need my beat up and her top down
I said my beat up and her top down
Convertible flow
I don't discriminate baby
If we participating
In sexual erruptions in the back of your honda
Baby the pussy silky smooth,
I know your mom and your dad are sailor
I'll be your ride later
My whip show new vibrator
All the ciroc made her, go swallow the rush
We out in the open, let's park in the cuts,
The best the bigger, less way out the eye
Shit, I open trunk on hop on me, get pussy, pop
Been, like new year's eve, left something in the freezer
You fucking with the coldest nigga out baby take a breather
Convertible flow, top back with a fast pac kadija
Cruise control, with a foreign on roll, she don't need no visa
Don't need no enemies or frenemies
Don't need no fake bitches here with me
Just need my beat up and her top down
I said my beat up and her top down
Convertible flow
I used to love her when I swang on Vogues
Roll it up, pour it up slow
Playin flix on the screen, he said down for the team
Till I tell her, tell her anything goes
Speakers with the twitters and the lows
If she born to ride, gotta rule this pole
Prob it up, bob it up, pose
And she a freak from my seats in the show
I keep her geeked up the beats
And the boss slimin dough too cold
With a heat full of hope
I know she love when I talk that p.i.m.p.
Split her peach then I quinch till it's sold
I keep her coming back, running back
Hit her with my cadillac now she might never let go
Cause she never been chopped in school
Plus she love my convertible flow
Don't need no enemies or frenemies
Don't need no fake bitches here with me
Just need my beat up and her top down
I said my beat up and her top down
Convertible flow.
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