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clodelle - autopilot (single version) كلمات الأغنية

[verse 1]
one, tryna get
fill my trunk
these humps, wibble_wabble_wibble
when we hit a speed bump
tres, look, mom, no hands, got a man i can lean on
bumping celine in little italy with the heat on
big boy on the grill
i’m a queen, all i see is green
twenty dollar bills
exotic fruit basket, life still
put your money where mouth is like grills
[chorus]
ride with me, papichulo (losing control)
stick my head out the window (snuggle me up)
we ain’t touching that wheel, though (wherever we go)
te voy a montar, pero el carro—
papi, i ain’t mad, i’m just doing me
need sp_ce and time, eau de vie (spray)
kept my feelings in a bottle, now i know i’m hard to follow
and the truth is hard to swallow

[verse 2]
want this cream, no gelato
non_fiction
milking this game like there’s no tomorrow
autopilot, digital wallets
iced_out watches
fingers in deep while you watching
hands_on experience
every day is a holiday
another mother____ing dollar day (gemini)
splash, muddy puddles
third eye, dollar sign, dice roll
see my money double
half_time show, badman dio
vamos a cojer en el rio
pelados on a speed boat
tengo todos los cheat codes
[chorus]
ride with me, papichulo (losing control)
stick my head out the window (snuggle me up)
we ain’t touching that wheel, though (wherever we go)
te voy a montar, pero el carro (no e’ mio)
papi, i ain’t mad, i’m just doing me (doing me)
need sp_ce and time, eau de vie (spray)
kept my feelings in a bottle, now i know i’m hard to follow
and the truth is hard to swallow
kept my feelings in a bottle, now i know i’m hard to follow
and the truth is hard to swallow
want this cream, no gelato
kept my feelings in a bottle, now i know i’m hard to follow
and the truth is hard to swallow

[bridge]
you know, the sad part about chick_fil_a
is that it’s closed on sundays
chick_fil_a doesn’t exist in canada
but we should have that type of drive_thru
’cause its so crispy, so delicious, so yummy
just like you are

[chorus]
ride with me, papichulo (losing control)
stick my head out the window (snuggle me up)
we ain’t touching that wheel, though (wherever we go)
te voy a montar, pero el carro (no e’ mio)
[outro]
kept my feelings in a bottle, now i know i’m hard to follow
and the truth is hard to swallow

- clodelle

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