Dreamboy - Dave B.

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Boxing and whipping 'round in stolen car

Till I hop in and top come down on foreign car

You want what I want ooh you know which part

Finna hop in and let top down on foreign car

My momma say

Smoke through the air is I, in stolen car

Quick pack and grab some juice, I swear I’m parched

Don’t waste your time don’t ask you know he charred

Shut the fuck up, just once, I know it’s hard

I’m on my own payroll

Get my own pesos

Y’all still fuck with the old model

Nigga no bueno

New shitty car, it’s a beater though

Straight from the booth I could heat this bro

Crashed?

car I had popped twice

Crashed Chloe’s car at the stop light

Shit was hella hectic, it was paid off

Then you crash mine what a trade off

Wait till momma sleep, grab the keys

Hit the strip club solo

She 19, ass mean, named Coco

Tryna leave, put dick in, broke her

I aim to bruk the division, I seen it and did it

I never regret it, I let it be, I let it be

I leave it there

We don’t ever talk about the issues

Born so bad for me to miss you

Missed two turns, still get there

Look love, how we even get here

Aye, I know it’s hard

I know it’s hard

Boxing and whipping 'round in stolen car

Till I hop in and top come down on foreign car

You want what I want ooh you know which part

Finna hop in and let top down on foreign car

My momma say

Dreamboy, you on your way way way

Dreamboy, it’s on the way way way

Baby girl call me Dreamboy, I’m on the way way way

Aye, Dreamboy, you on your way way way

Aye-yeah

Dave, call me or text me

To know that you’re alright

Not gonna call your phone fifty million times

So, just let me know that you’re alright

I mean, you need to respect somebody

Don’t NOT let people know when you’re not going to be around