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


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HOV Lane Lyrics as written by Ryan Marrone Onika Tanya Maraj

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    big ass closet, i'm trippin. big booty strippers i'm tippin ****

    thrwmyhrtawy.on March 29, 2012   Link

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