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Devvon Terrell – No Limit, Motorsport, & Love Mashup Lyrics

No Limit, Motorsport, & Love Mashup by Devvon Terrell
Released: 2018

If I hit it one time, I’ma pipe her
If I hit it two times then I like her
If I hit three times, I’ma wife her
It ain’t safe for the black or the white girls
It ain’t safe, it ain’t safe, it ain’t safe, it ain’t safe
Tell your man pipe up, homie, pipe up
Hunnit bands from the safe in your face, what’d you say?
Money dance turn this thing into a nightclub

Whoa, mess with me and get some money
Yeah, mess with me and get some money
Yeah, mess with me and get some money
Whoa, mess with me

I said I’m blessed, yeah
I don’t think that nobody out here gon’ really test me
Still could make the shotgun, test it like my neighbors left, yeah
Why you in my kitchen when you know that I’m the chef, yeah
[?] tryna’ free my people, whoa
[?] y’all confused, I’m complex, yeah
Boot is on your butt and then I’m looking for a check, yeah
Never do somethin’ for nothin’
‘Cause if you never make it paid, then you do it for nothin’

Motorsport, put that thing in sport, yeah
Shawty bad (yeah), pop her like a cork, yeah
You a dork, never been a sport, no, no
Pull up, jumpin’ out the court, yeah

He versus me, I’m not impressed
I fight me to stay ahead
Don’t turn the TV, this no test
I’m the Yankees, you’re the Mets
I’ma always hit it at the party, yeah
Tryna’ ride the wave, I’ma show off
Treat niggas like bad Cardi
Homie, don’t start, don’t start
You a clown, and a homie don’t play that
I’m ridin’ around, makin’ heat like Maybach
I’m a hero, not a villain, don’t say that
No chance, take a break, Kitkat
Money move, Cardi B, bloody shoes
And that keyboard short like haikus, yeah
Not everybody gon’ like you
All my money back, quarterback or I hike you, yeah
Shawty, you can get it all from me ’cause

Give me a run for my money
There is nobody, no one to outrun me
So give me a run for my money
Sippin’ bubbly, sippin’ bubbly
Livin’ lovely
Just love me, love me, just love me
Love me baby, aye

I’m on the way
Nothin’ to say to you, babe
Tryna’ get us into space
Where we just chill
Zone out and keep it all real
Playin’ my cards right and pickin’ up two for mistakes
I be at your waist in the mornin’
After the club at night
You know my heart is for ya
You deserve diamonds tonight