This is about bronies. They communicate by stomping.
Zipping, I'm zipping, I'm zippin'
Soon as they come out, I'm dippin'
Big ass closet, I'm trippin'
Big booty strippers, I'm tippin'
Big ass chain, I'm heavy
And it didn't cost me a penny
They pay me to rock it
Damn, I got niggas in pocket
Superbowl, Grammys
What a hell of a jammie
All these bitches my sons
I'mma get 'em a nanny
Argentina for Pepsi, Orlando All-Star
Fuck you said, bitch? Fuck you, pornstar
I don't do shotgun, I be driving my own car
I don't do shots, neither, I'm buying the whole bar
Holy Moly, G copped me a Rollie
I ain't catchin' the puck but iced out like a goalie, nigga
I'm in the HOV lane
I'm in the HOV lane
And you, you, you? Soul Train
I'm in the HOV lane
I'm in the HOV lane
And you, you, you? Soul Train
I'm in the HOV lane
I'm in the HOV lane
And you, you, you? Soul Train
I'm in the HOV lane
I'm in the HOV lane
And you, you, you? Soul Train
I travel more than you walking with a basketball
I'm out in Spain, running game to the matador
I'm in my own lane, you ain't in my categor'
You like a Rav 4, I'm like the Aventador
Birkin bags, man I murk them ads
When I re-up on Reloaded, I'ma hurt them bad
Every shoot is hot, when I'm out, I'm spotted
They gone frame the receipt if I sign the dotted
Niggas on Banshees is speedin'
Dirt bikes is out for the season
Back break wheelie and leanin'
Damn, a bitch late for a meetin'
NYPD comin'
Belt Parkway, we gunnin'
Double-R engine hummin'
Acting a fool, we dumbin'
I'm in the HOV lane
I'm in the HOV lane
And you, you, you? Soul Train
I'm in the HOV lane
I'm in the HOV lane
And you, you, you? Soul Train
I'm in the HOV lane
I'm in the HOV lane
And you, you, you? Soul Train
I'm in the HOV lane
I'm in the HOV lane
And you, you, you? Soul Train
Nintendo and we in the end zone
I don't give a fuck, ho
Like we in the friend zone
What the fuck it look like?
What the fuck it's hitting fo'?
Tell them bitches
You you ain't about that life
Nintendo and we in the end zone
I don't give a fuck, ho
Like we in the friend zone
What the fuck it look like?
What the fuck it's hitting fo'?
Tell them bitches
You you ain't about that life
I'm in the HOV lane
I'm in the HOV lane
And you, you, you? Soul Train
I'm in the HOV lane
I'm in the HOV lane
And you, you, you? Soul Train
I'm in the HOV lane
I'm in the HOV lane
And you, you, you? Soul Train
I'm in the HOV lane
I'm in the HOV lane
And you, you, you? Soul Train
Soon as they come out, I'm dippin'
Big ass closet, I'm trippin'
Big booty strippers, I'm tippin'
Big ass chain, I'm heavy
And it didn't cost me a penny
They pay me to rock it
Damn, I got niggas in pocket
Superbowl, Grammys
What a hell of a jammie
All these bitches my sons
I'mma get 'em a nanny
Argentina for Pepsi, Orlando All-Star
Fuck you said, bitch? Fuck you, pornstar
I don't do shotgun, I be driving my own car
I don't do shots, neither, I'm buying the whole bar
Holy Moly, G copped me a Rollie
I ain't catchin' the puck but iced out like a goalie, nigga
I'm in the HOV lane
I'm in the HOV lane
And you, you, you? Soul Train
I'm in the HOV lane
I'm in the HOV lane
And you, you, you? Soul Train
I'm in the HOV lane
I'm in the HOV lane
And you, you, you? Soul Train
I'm in the HOV lane
I'm in the HOV lane
And you, you, you? Soul Train
I travel more than you walking with a basketball
I'm out in Spain, running game to the matador
I'm in my own lane, you ain't in my categor'
You like a Rav 4, I'm like the Aventador
Birkin bags, man I murk them ads
When I re-up on Reloaded, I'ma hurt them bad
Every shoot is hot, when I'm out, I'm spotted
They gone frame the receipt if I sign the dotted
Niggas on Banshees is speedin'
Dirt bikes is out for the season
Back break wheelie and leanin'
Damn, a bitch late for a meetin'
NYPD comin'
Belt Parkway, we gunnin'
Double-R engine hummin'
Acting a fool, we dumbin'
I'm in the HOV lane
I'm in the HOV lane
And you, you, you? Soul Train
I'm in the HOV lane
I'm in the HOV lane
And you, you, you? Soul Train
I'm in the HOV lane
I'm in the HOV lane
And you, you, you? Soul Train
I'm in the HOV lane
I'm in the HOV lane
And you, you, you? Soul Train
Nintendo and we in the end zone
I don't give a fuck, ho
Like we in the friend zone
What the fuck it look like?
What the fuck it's hitting fo'?
Tell them bitches
You you ain't about that life
Nintendo and we in the end zone
I don't give a fuck, ho
Like we in the friend zone
What the fuck it look like?
What the fuck it's hitting fo'?
Tell them bitches
You you ain't about that life
I'm in the HOV lane
I'm in the HOV lane
And you, you, you? Soul Train
I'm in the HOV lane
I'm in the HOV lane
And you, you, you? Soul Train
I'm in the HOV lane
I'm in the HOV lane
And you, you, you? Soul Train
I'm in the HOV lane
I'm in the HOV lane
And you, you, you? Soul Train
Lyrics submitted by thrwmyhrtawy.
HOV Lane Lyrics as written by Ryan Marrone Onika Tanya Maraj
Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group
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zippin i'm zippin i'm zippin soon as they come out i'm dippin big ass closet, i'm trippin. big ass booties i'm tippin big ass chain i'm heavy, and it aint cost me a penny they pay ME to rock it, damn i got niggas in pocket superbowl, grammys, what a hell of a jammy all these bitches my sons, ima get em a nanny argentina for pepsi, orlando allstar fuck you said bitch? fuck you pornstar i don't do shotgun i be drivin my own car i don't do shots neither, i'm buyin the whole bar holy mollie G copped me a rollie i aint catchin the puck but iced out like a goalie, nigga
im in the HOV lane im in the HOV lane (and you, y-you-you, y-y-you? soul train)
i travel more than you walkin with a basketball i'm out in Spain runnin games with the El Matador im in my own lane, you aint in my category you like a raft 4, im like the El Ventilador perkin bags man, i murk them ads When I be up on reloaded, Imma hurt them bad every shoot is hot, when Im out, Im spotted they gone frame the receipt if I sign the dotted n-n-niggas on Banshees is speedin, dirt bikes is out for the season back break willy and leanin, damn a bitch late for a meeting NYPD come and bell bark way, we gon double our engine, hummin actin a fool we dumbin
im in the HOV lane im in the HOV lane (and you, y-you-you, y-y-you? soul train)
n-n-n-n-nintendo, and we in the end zone i dont give a fuck ho, like we in the friend zone what the fuck it look like? what the fuck it's hittin for? tell them bitches you aint about that life
im in the HOV lane im in the HOV lane (and you, y-you-you, y-y-you? soul train)