Miine (feat. Meta4)

LIGHTA I got beef With that dress How it hugging On your breasts And while you're at it Can you tell your lipstick That the nigga that you kiss Gotta bone to pick Quickie Back in my ride Slip the Vicky to the side And unwrap mi Gift in between your thighs You know the rules Once I hit, it's mine Mine I lick it so it's mine Mine And I don't play bout Mine, mine, mine, mine Mine, mine, mine, mine And you know I gotta Mark my territory Everywhere the lames at Ya hand pon mi gun Like Meg n Tory I know where to aim that I'll be ya roc like Dame Dash No I'll never let my Dame Dash Ya ex tryna get That flame back Tell him quit tryna Strike the same match Cuz that's suicide Can't nothing come Between you and I Pressure I have to apply You know the rules Once I hit, it's mine Mine I lick it so it's mine Mine And I don't play bout Mine, mine, mine, mine Mine, mine, mine, mine Calling dibs on that Bomb body while I lick it Kissing on the lips With out lipstick Mamacita la que me Tiene bien bellaco She keep hard Never Limp Bizkit And I want it in the Morning, middle day and night Ella le llega a cualquier Hora whatever time That tight dress Showing me that little line And like my opps Ima need to run that shit on sight Mami tú eres right Tell me what's your sign If you a Scorpio No quiere novio Just someone for tonight But if I have you Just know that I dont play about mine Mine I lick it so it's mine Mine And I don't play bout Mine, mine, mine, mine Mine, mine, mine, mine