Top Songs By Sporty Thievz
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Sporty Thievz
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
S. Ford
Composer
M. Bryan
Composer
Lyrics
Uh-oh, yeah
Uh-oh, yeah
1 - Hey yo, all my life I've been trying to live it up
Pigeons like to flock they just wanna give it up
I don't want a girl
I just wanna hit it up
Yo, I don't wish nobody one the best
What the – you expect?
Blessings when my own – be correct
Blaze trum, coming for you gazy dons with arms
Hit your crib, blaze your moms
I spit bombs, eating – real like Jeff Dons
And chiefs that disagree with me, wave your arms
Don't get is twism, quit rapping and stick to living
You like a – cycle dawg nobody like you
I'm in the cockpit with hot –
And just like money in Titanic
I'm teaching – how to hot spit
I lock – peddeling rocks
Better off down in Broadway peddling socks
My hands stay hot, that's why the put metal with –
I'm gonna rock till I'm on a yacht settling stocks
Man – when you done with g's, I'm hungry
Split a cat from his hat to his Dungarees
Repeat 1
Hey yo I can't spit gotta smoke a – to this
I'm a hit a – make her son to this
You can't turn yourself in you gotta run to this
>From police – tote your gun to this
Yo my car's futuristic that's where I keep the biscuit
Any girl's seen my – before must have kissed it
Shouts to my district, girls claim distant
Don't ever kiss chicks that wear lipstick
By holler catch my – on a visit
With Timbs, when I get rich cop the lizards
Hit a club, out the car like where the –
Y'all – know first out being snitches
Catch me on tv or in your girl's pictures
Peep the background see if panties in the pictures
Stay with the lickest
Surrounded by –
We the jiggest rate girls on who the thickest
Repeat 1
Yo, I feel like we can fly when I floor the ride
With them doors that open towards the sky
– on the block like your brand Delgado
Cause I pump out exotic you can test my product
Life is full of stress so I drink Old Gold
Smoke a – bring my high back with the stove
Body frame young but my mind is old
Bad student but with – I can honor roll
And the only crime I risk my life for is federal
Cause doing time for big dough is more acceptable
Girl with sex candies that's edible
Only if she got a good job like in medical
Grand stay recording, stay wearing Jordans
Beeper with the phone so a nigga look important
Yo what up?
It's that – who hit the club up
And – sitting there playing the wall get cut up
Repeat 1
If a – quick – grab my – and hit it up
Repeat 1
If a – quick – grab my – and hit it up
Uh-oh, uh-oh
Writer(s): Junrod Etienne, Marland Bryan, Shaarod Ford
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