Doors Up

Joell Ortiz & Pastor LBS - Rap, Hip-Hop
Doors Up
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November 12, 2021.
Lyrics
[Intro] Uh Yeah Ahh Yeah [Verse 1] Lift the I8 doors up Baddest bitches on the tour bus Hit the bank and withdraw somethin' Engineer hit the record button Life, I'm not at all frontin Like, I seen it all cousin Flights, in first class cabins Pinot Noir chats with the captain See, when you do world class rapping The wildest shit happens Carpets get rolled out, cameras get the flashing Boxes get mailed out, you in the latest fashion New jeans to put cash in Tops get dropped, seatbelts get fastened Top in the drop, seatbelt unfastened Drop by the spot, no lines just dappin' Fake pat downs, they just let you bring the gat in Bottles waiting, champagne glasses Model looking waitress can't wait to get it crackin' The things bitches do for that backstage access Never kiss and tell, but Joell had a actress or two Come thru for that 1 on 1 casting Joints from Calabasas on my IKEA mattress Stepping out on A-list niggas for this action Your secret's safe wit me ma, no cappin' [Chorus: Pastor LBS] No more getting out police cars now we hopping outta foreigns We hustle all night until the morning Undrafted but I'm ballin, Gucci rain jacket when it's pouring No more getting out police cars now we hopping outta foreigns We hustle all night until the morning Undrafted but I'm ballin, Gucci rain jacket when it's pouring [Verse 2: Joell Ortiz] Ha Take a look around this is all us You hear them Lamborghinis warm up? Shit, they wouldn't let me in the door, so I made music y'all adore Now I'm lifting all my doors up Uh Y'all niggas know I don't talk much Shit, let me get shit off bruh I grew up pouring Henny cause my boys gone It feels good spilling Henny near my Koi pond Boy I had boy on them blocks that you boys on I was making noise on that strip, with a toy on my hip That a flip everybody if the points wrong A bit on my coins now look my bit coin long Yeah, no more running from these cop cars We just run it up then go and cop cars The hand I was dealt was appalling Nowadays my hand lookin' all in [Chorus: Pastor LBS] No more getting out police cars now we hopping outta foreigns We hustle all night until the morning Undrafted but I'm ballin, Gucci rain jacket when it's pouring No more getting out police cars now we hopping outta foreigns We hustle all night until the morning Undrafted but I'm ballin, Gucci rain jacket when it's pouring
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