Lyrics

Kick Rocks Yeah I fucked her in my Gucci flip flops Lil bit of this, lil bit of that Bet they try to jig my flow when they see Dizzle back They be in blog comments negative, but front row Ask em do they want smoke they don't with this Dizzle pack I got everybody asking like who wheel is that Asking if I rented that, receipts wouldn't mention that Some still mad I fucked they bitch and wouldn't give her back Come on bro be real, do it, look like I'm a giver back I'm the one she left you for, you remember that Why the fuck would I get left? That's a double back I heard this nigga said he smacked me, oh never that I do not remember that Dizzy wasn't ever smacked Dropped lil blickie, they ain't think I was gon' clap back I'll knock your head off and run over your snapback How the fuck you diss me and I ain't clap back Bitch you bet I clapped back Bang on a nigga and his whole click Can't fuck a broke bitch, I'm so rich After I fuck a bitch I tell her kick rocks Yeah I fucked her in my Gucci flip flops Lip lock, this shit pop Oh shit, this shit hot That's a rich box You won't ever see me entertain a broke hoe Baby that's a no go Bitch was claiming she want beef, I told her link me That bitch was a no show Coco pussy make em go loco I can't put this pussy on a bozo Better take me shopping out in Soho Damn I got this nigga in a chokehold Had to let it sizzle in my spirit he wan marry me All this ass get heavy it's too much to just be carrying I don't even know him he keep saying I'm his everything Now I'm on the better things child He want me to carry his child, child That nigga imagination wild Pussy really got him going wild I can't fuck this nigga in a while Lip lock, this shit pop Oh shit, this shit hot That's a rich box Lip lock, this shit pop Oh shit, this shit hot That's a rich box
Writer(s): Dana Anderson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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