Letra de Red Eye
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(Intro)
They want me on the plane so I’m gone
Your girlfriend keep hittin my phone
(Hook)
I’m on the red eye, red eye, red eye, red eye, red
I’m on the red eye, red eye, red eye, red eye
I’m on the red eye, red eye, red eye, red eye
I’m on the red eye, red eye, red eye, red eye
(Verse)
Every time you see me, man you know I’m so fly
On that jet, cut me on the red eye
See me in the city and I’m steady getting money
Guaped out shorty, ain’t a damn thing funny
Everything 100, balls in her ass
Got money in my car, driving so fast
Honey slow down cuz you know you can’t catch drag
Ridin through the hood and I’m feeling like yay
Uh, I got cash on my neck
Tattoos on my neck and yo girl in my section
VI people, bottle like you ask it
Everybody know we getting paper
Guaped out, I’m here with the pat lock
Stay with you now, niggas shootin ass shots
Niggas hatin on us, it don’t really matter
SOD money gang, cashed and we cash it
I said we splashin, we splashin
I pull up to the block and my paint on the canyon
I say these haters can’t stand me
And make sure Soulja Boy gon win a Grammy
(Hook)
I’m on the red eye, red eye, red eye, red eye, red
I’m on the red eye, red eye, red eye, red eye
I’m on the red eye, red eye, red eye, red eye
I’m on the red eye, red eye, red eye, red eye
(Verse)
I’m on the G5, yea your girlfriend love me
Cuz I still fly and I’m sippin on that iss
Cleaning up my cup
Goodness, look at that ass now
You know you’re out for bout get up
The question’s it’s going down
Back to it, had to do it
The boys trashed it, know that I had to do it
Maybach, had to do it
That’s my all whip, niggas ran through it
And the flow caught it full dog
Hop out the window like oh dog
And I swerve in the Bugatti
That’ yo main chick? Nigga that’s my old shorty
You’s a nobody, red eye
Young hot nigga, man I stay fly
To make a top shot to you know what’s up
Pop the trunk nigga, got the red gun
Maserati, 2 door
20-13, yea it’s too tall
My dog Soulja had to do it
Where the hook at? Bring it back to it
(Hook)
I’m on the red eye, red eye, red eye, red eye, red
I’m on the red eye, red eye, red eye, red eye
I’m on the red eye, red eye, red eye, red eye
I’m on the red eye, red eye, red eye, red eye
They want me on the plane so I’m gone
Your girlfriend keep hittin my phone
(Hook)
I’m on the red eye, red eye, red eye, red eye, red
I’m on the red eye, red eye, red eye, red eye
I’m on the red eye, red eye, red eye, red eye
I’m on the red eye, red eye, red eye, red eye
(Verse)
Every time you see me, man you know I’m so fly
On that jet, cut me on the red eye
See me in the city and I’m steady getting money
Guaped out shorty, ain’t a damn thing funny
Everything 100, balls in her ass
Got money in my car, driving so fast
Honey slow down cuz you know you can’t catch drag
Ridin through the hood and I’m feeling like yay
Uh, I got cash on my neck
Tattoos on my neck and yo girl in my section
VI people, bottle like you ask it
Everybody know we getting paper
Guaped out, I’m here with the pat lock
Stay with you now, niggas shootin ass shots
Niggas hatin on us, it don’t really matter
SOD money gang, cashed and we cash it
I said we splashin, we splashin
I pull up to the block and my paint on the canyon
I say these haters can’t stand me
And make sure Soulja Boy gon win a Grammy
(Hook)
I’m on the red eye, red eye, red eye, red eye, red
I’m on the red eye, red eye, red eye, red eye
I’m on the red eye, red eye, red eye, red eye
I’m on the red eye, red eye, red eye, red eye
(Verse)
I’m on the G5, yea your girlfriend love me
Cuz I still fly and I’m sippin on that iss
Cleaning up my cup
Goodness, look at that ass now
You know you’re out for bout get up
The question’s it’s going down
Back to it, had to do it
The boys trashed it, know that I had to do it
Maybach, had to do it
That’s my all whip, niggas ran through it
And the flow caught it full dog
Hop out the window like oh dog
And I swerve in the Bugatti
That’ yo main chick? Nigga that’s my old shorty
You’s a nobody, red eye
Young hot nigga, man I stay fly
To make a top shot to you know what’s up
Pop the trunk nigga, got the red gun
Maserati, 2 door
20-13, yea it’s too tall
My dog Soulja had to do it
Where the hook at? Bring it back to it
(Hook)
I’m on the red eye, red eye, red eye, red eye, red
I’m on the red eye, red eye, red eye, red eye
I’m on the red eye, red eye, red eye, red eye
I’m on the red eye, red eye, red eye, red eye
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