Lyrics

Huh, shot to my ribs, I go to two for the one for the hits Bitch, if I hit it you know I won't quit Look at my chain, you know it's a legit I go for the big body, go for the check A lil' bit 1lf, might just give me the neck If I pull up and jersey, we next I'm feeling myself out, you know I'm the best Let me catch my breath I'ma get double and chicken and go in with nicks I come with the game, we stress Nigga wanna run, but I'm about paper A lil' five dance, I call it a taper Hut Philly show, Philly show, the do yo dance for lil' Elmo, right Ayy Yeah Ayy what what Bring that shit back nigga Bring it back, bring it back, bring it back Damn she twerkin' that shit Yeah, she know how to get groovy Damn she over that shit and that shit She gotta get the party movin Damn, I might just have to get behind it Damn, I wanna get behind it so bad But I don't wanna be a part of the drama I can't even fuck with these niggas Cause they be over scared of the three Damn, I think they just scared of the three Hop in this bitch made a bop Nobody can even top that I just took my dreads out I don't even do no trends Damn, I can't fuck with these niggas Can't they be actin trans now
Writer(s): Kingston Thomas Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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