COREAL - GERMAN WHIPS (Feat. Ill & Jessy James) (MUSIC VIDEO)

Coreal - German Whips (Featuring Ill & Jessy James)
Copyright 2019

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Lyrics:
Hook:
Fresh Dressed, living large
German Whips in my garage
Most my partners caught the charge
For all this love like El DeBarge

Bridge:
We keep it rocking
These chicks be flocking my coop
We keep it rocking
Fresh eggs outside of my stoop
We keep it rocking
They love to give us some play
We keep it rocking
Homeboy we got em, we got em, we got em

Jessy James:
Hit the club, hit the club
Roll with me, we gon hit the club
I'm back now, my mac down
All black like, my background
From the back door
To the VIP
No charge, I'm VIP
Jessy James, don't need ID
Reppin FAM90
Now go hop in the truck though
Baby girl go'n move on your butt though
And you know I'm still rolling with the thugs though
So holler if you need me cuz I'm cutthroat
All about the paper
See ya later cuz i don't wanna date her
That's not my flavor
And I'm high as a TO skyscraper

Jessy Bridge:
You know, you know, you know
Hop in the whip with a couple phat chicks
You know, you know, you know

In the booth lit, all day, all night
You know, you know, you know
That's how we roll, now you know

Ill:
German whips, fancy cars
They play the game but they know who the champions are
Every time we pull up it's like a dang bazaar
They scream my name, trying to get us on the camera
Flashing lights, though I ain't the flashy type
I just push the big whips with the fastest pipes
Can't match the hype
Model #$@#, catch for life
And I still never pay the full package price
And f@$# the law
@$# they can suck these balls
I'll be riding a fly whip
Til I rust the walls
So pull up, pull up #$@ what
#$@ stay getting pulled up in the trunk
Boy, and my bass go bump
The thing I pack in my waist make your face go slump
Put me on the track
$@# watch the place go dumb
And T-O-R-O-N-T-O the place I'm from, yes

Coreal:
I got a sick thick flow
Silk shirts and no
I never rock flip flops with an open toe
Not in a red Lambo but the Benz is fine
A leather black Cashland hoodie
Friends and wine
I stand about 5 9 with the balls of Brando
Cooler than malt liquor in the palms of Lando
Never draw first blood but I end like Rambo
With a thick lit smoke, I'm a mic commando
Make a grand go far in the town casino
With a thick redbone sipping rounds of vino
What I seen no man with a soul should witness
Got a dude gassed up no he on my shit list
I'm a get this cash and the ass regardless
Hella dudes Scarface but they face be scar less
All my a1 team had a dream, they lawless
Now I checkmate kings if they pawn they goddess