Luh Kel - Taking Off lyrics
Turran Coleman
[Luh Kel - Taking Off lyrics]
And I'm done with the chains
And I'm done with the liquor and bottles
I'm out in Miami I'm chilling on boats
Got damn some of these hoes look like Latto
She throw it back and I'm gripping her ass
Get to tugging and gripping my bottoms
We in the ocean we riding the wave we
Ain't stopping 'til we get to Cabo
Uh, uh, uh 'Til we get to Cabo
My side gotta go through the side door
I'm dressing her down in Milano uh, uh, uh
Headed to Puerto Rico
I'm balling I don't gotta cheat code
I'm out here with all my amigos
They said where you at 'cause it's
Been a lil minute just
Wait 'til they see what I got deep in stores
I know that she want me she
Told me she feeling me
Know that she wet like a bottle of core
I let her go 'cause I gave what she want
And she started asking me for more and more
Now I'm on a boat with a couple of hoes
And we travel our way to Bora Bora
Bora (Bora)
We taking phone 'cause we
Don't want no photos
Bought her Prada boots like Dora Explorer
If I want her I splurge her
Gotta throw on a rubber these
Hoes they be fertile
They talking 'bout buddy but I
Never heard of him
I'm done with the whips
And I'm done with the chains
And I'm done with the liquor and bottles
I'm out in Miami I'm chilling on boats
Got damn some of these hoes look like Latto
She throw it back and I'm gripping her ass
Get to tugging and gripping my bottoms
We in the ocean we riding the wave we
Ain't stopping 'til we get to Cabo
Uh, uh, uh 'Til we get to Cabo
My side gotta go through the side door
I'm dressing her down in Milano uh, uh, uh
Headed to Puerto Rico
I'm balling I don't gotta cheat code
I'm out here with all my amigos
I'm just tryna get to the top
Gotta watch every move that I
Make 'cause I know
That these niggas they want what I got
I get a hoe and I give her the
I know I been through a lot
Gotta watch all my moves, watch what I do
I know niggas want my spot
I fucked up when I put trust in my guys
I check my phone when she leave the salon
I love when she sending me picks
Red Blonde Lace Front
And she gets to the nail salon ask the color
I want for the put on her fists
All the time nails done
I'm done with the whips
And I'm done with the chains
And I'm done with the liquor and bottles
I'm out in Miami I'm chilling on boats
Got damn some of these hoes look like Latto
She throw it back and I'm gripping her ass
Get to tugging and gripping my bottoms
We in the ocean we riding the wave we
Ain't stopping 'til we get to Cabo
Uh, uh, uh 'Til we get to Cabo
My side gotta go through the side door
I'm dressing her down in Milano uh, uh, uh
Headed to Puerto Rico
I'm balling I don't gotta cheat code
I'm out here with all my amigos