Boosie BadAzz - 745 lyrics

[Hook (2x)] 745 (whipping things on it) Dope boy ride (candy painting on them) I'm so fly (I see they hating on me) I know why (I'm getting my paper on them) [Verse] Seven with the 45, candy apple 45 Red seats, red stitches with two red b**hes Flip-flop pay like purple drank, oh, I think they like that White Beemer, good smell, feeling like a polar bear Mane, I be thugging when I ride Let me tell you, it ain't nothing like a 745, better get you one Candy paint hurt they heart, got to push to start n***a, I ain't hard to hard behind a f**ing blind I add a L.I. in 20, I popped so many I lost my mind, old skinny-a** tires Rolling through the Beemer, all the hoes sweating Threw them things on that b**h, now my Beemer bow legged, whoa [Hook (2x)] 745 (whipping things on it) Dope boy ride (candy painting on them) I'm so fly (I see they hating on me) I know why (I'm getting my paper on them)