TRAVIS PORTER - I'm Sorry lyrics
rate meWhen he call me, I ride it with siren
Shut a band with …I got it
All my niggas they start it
Hold the race in my baggy
We are kind for no project
I’m sorry, I’m sorry nigga
Tell the bitch that I’m sorry
I pull up and I ride it
I’m sorry, I’m sorry nigga
Tell the bitch that I’m sorry
Tell the bitch I’m out here
I’m sorry, I’m sorry nigga
I pull all on my little ride here
All these bitch wanna party
I got the whores in the lady
I’m sorry, I’m sorry nigga
Cuz if ain’t with you ain’t no Walter
It’s what they keep us on top
I know that hole won’t rich top it
I’m sorry, I’m sorry nigga
I’m sorry, I’m sorry nigga
Got more whore and I will blow
Way am I so stone
I came upon to say sorry
And I’m sorry, I’m sorry nigga
We ball and bust our paper
Raise your arms I don’t …
You got no hoel over your watch
Bitch my diamonds are dancing on and granny my matches
Got clock on and stay on that can and can you?
Nigga try me to do with it like how cut on it first
I’m in that new G waving
What I say when I ball it
Man I’m sorry I’m in a brand new double G’s and I’m sorry
I got no mist on double D
And I’m sorry
I’m with your bitch on Miami beach
We’re on , apologize to your main
When he call me, I ride it with siren
Shut a band with …I got it
All my niggas they start it
Hold the race in my baggy
We are kind for no project
I’m sorry, I’m sorry nigga
Tell the bitch that I’m sorry
I pull up and I ride it
I’m sorry, I’m sorry nigga
Tell the bitch that I’m sorry
Tell the bitch I’m out here
Both my bitches are naughty
I prefer my bitch …find it here with no bags on
Most of these say they got it
I ain’t on this, I will get it
Ain’t on this, now its not for this
Bitch I don’t take money on bitches
That’s me if sound crazy
This band on this …but this shit be forgive
Had some big ass chance
Ain’t not see me rock it
I keep running the hit
They will not see me clack it
Got a couple tidy on me
Chose on two, I get on three
They never see a Versace I live that life you ain’t got it
Half of brick for a party
All my bitches want maley
Triple beat on the party
Look up for Maserati, hundred risk on my pocket
We are here for the project
All they mean, I’m sorry, snash they lean on their running
Fresh in her with the stacking, way are these on my pocket
When he call me, I ride it with siren
Shut a band with …I got it
All my niggas they start it
Hold the race in my baggy
We are kind for no project
I’m sorry, I’m sorry nigga
Tell the bitch that I’m sorry
I pull up and I ride it
I’m sorry, I’m sorry nigga
Tell the bitch that I’m sorry
Tell the bitch I’m out here
