I work hard for everything i get
Their leather seats in the two-door mustang shit…
It's pain in my eyes but these yves saints blind you to look
Back when shelby had that timberwood, off the fam good
Yeah you laughing my nigga but everything ain't what it seems
Too good in between the sheets in the mustang now we call em love seats
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