Lyrics

Do you mind if I slide on the one time? (Yeah) Thick thighs, oh my, and her bun tied (yeah) Glock 9 if he fucking with them opp guys (opp guys) Got yours, and you know a nigga got mine (got mine) Don't stop, keep going through them red lights (yeah, yeah) Come and lay up with me, baby, on a dead night (yeah, yeah) We can ride till the night turns daylight (yeah, yeah) Had the words, but a nigga couldn't say it right (yeah, yeah) Had to tell my old hoe go kick rocks (yeah, yeah) I can really give a damn what the bitch thought (yeah, yeah) Got all blue hunnids, finna crip walk (yeah, yeah) Can't kiss on a thot, won't lip lock (ha) Hoes see young Eem get lock jaw (huh?) I was just a schoolboy like Top dawg (yeah, yeah) Now I'm out with your hoe getting topped off Take a good girl out the scene, get my rocks off Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Went broke, then the bag came right back to me She know I ain't shit, but she fuck with me fully I'm up in her kitty, I'm up in her goodies Bro mad that I got a lil' buzz like Woodie I can teach you how to run it up, but you couldn't And I'm out with ya bitch living life to the fullest He tough on that net, bet he can't dodge a bullet I can talk 'bout that sack 'cause I got this shit Louie V for my bag, got the guap in it I be sleeping on hits, I ain't drop 'em yet She the one that I want, I ain't got her yet Will you hold this shit down till I make it, baby? We can ride till the moon and the sunset It's so many things I ain't done yet Now let me ask you, I got one question Do you mind if I slide on the one time? (Yeah) Thick thighs, oh my, and her bun tied (yeah) Glock 9 if he fucking with them opp guys (opp guys) Got yours, and you know a nigga got mine (got mine) Don't stop, keep going through them red lights (yeah, yeah) Come and lay up with me, baby, on a dead night (yeah, yeah) We can ride till the night turns daylight (yeah, yeah) Had the words, but a nigga couldn't say it right (yeah, yeah) Had to tell my old hoe go kick rocks (yeah, yeah) I can really give a damn what the bitch thought (yeah, yeah) Got all blue hunnids, finna crip walk (yeah, yeah) Can't kiss on a thot, won't lip lock (ha) Hoes see young Eem get lock jaw (huh?) I was just a schoolboy like Top dawg (yeah, yeah) Now I'm out with your hoe getting topped off Take a good girl out the scene, get my rocks off Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Opp guys Got mine Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah
Writer(s): Naeem Muhammad, Charles Myles Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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